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tck18
is there a part 2?
ozymandias2
Wayback machine can't help us, anybody know where to find parts 2-5 of galactic expansion?
deux_anges
I dug through my HD and found the whole set! Big Grin

Apologies for the broken formatting. This forum won't let me post TXT files. :/

DA

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GALACTIC EXPANSION
-by "3124 Waxamanac"

PART II:

"You're saying we can use the rupture into the fifth-dimension, created by our
Star-Drive's malfunction, to transmit matter? Like teleportation?"
"Not exactly 'teleportation' per se. In the fifth-dimension the concept of 'Space' has
no meaning. Look, the Physics of it is complicated, so I'll just go into the basics: There is
no 'Here' or 'There' in dealing with fifth dimensional objects. In the fifth dimension, things
exist in a state that we would describe as being 'everywhere', although technically that's not
even right because you can't have 'Everywhere' without having 'Where', and it doesn't have that."
Dan and Rick looked at Vic with blank expressions.
"Whut?" said Rick.
"Um....it's LIKE teleportation, I guess. But it doesn't involve taking apart atoms and
sending them at high speeds and putting them back together. They stay together, through the
entire process. They just slip into a dimension where 'Space' is a meaningless concept, so that
when they re-enter this dimension, they can be, theoretically, anywhere."
"So we can just teleport ourselves, and all the necessary gear to a suitable planet?
Instantly?" asked Rick. "It's not teleportation. And no. I mean, yes. Theoretically. We
COULD. But....."
"But what?" asked Dan.
"Well, we couldn't actually go that far."
"I thought you said Space had no meaning," said Dan.
"Which means it would be impossible to have any control over where you would re-enter
this dimension."
"Oh," said Dan.
"Shit," said Rick.
"Well, maybe some control."
"Some control?" asked Rick.
"How MUCH control?" added Dan.
"Well, you can control where the matter goes, if it doesn't go too far."
"How far is too far?" asked Dan.
"Five meters....give or take a meter."
Dan spoke. He was getting irritated.
"What the fuck good does THAT do us?! Goddammit Vic, you said you had an idea! We're
still waiting to hear it!"
"Well, if I don't explain the basis of my idea, you'll think I'm crazy. I want you to
understand what I'm proposing by the time I propose it, so you'll see why it makes sense."
"Okay! So we've got a 'not-teleporting' teleporter that uses you're fifth dimensional
thing without Space to go a couple of meters. What now!?"
"Well, since conventional teleportation takes apart items atom by atom, and rebuilds
them atom by atom, no one wants to be teleported alive, since essentially you die, being
completely atomized. The fact that an exact duplicate of you, with all your memories intact
(in the form of electrical particles in the brain) is created at the receiving point is little
consolation. YOU are dead. The new you just THINKS it's the old you. That's why
teleportation of viable life-forms is strictly illegal. Despite that crap on Twentieth-Century
Episodes of 'Star-Trek'."
Dan and Rick listened intently. They HAD wondered about that seemingly pointless
teleportation legality. They were glad they had obeyed it!

(Note from the author: The term "Star-Trek" is a trademark of [the most
forgiving] Paramount Studios, and I lay happily prostrate before their thunderous
legal glory)

Vic continued.
"But with a five-dimensional gate, it's different. You're not killed and exactly
duplicated, the way you are with teleportation. You stay intact (and alive!) through the whole
process, which still only lasts a fraction of a second. If we ever figure out a way to make it
go longer, we could patent it and make a fortune, but it's of use to our immediate problem in
a different way! It depends on whether the women consent to the idea though, and they may not like what it involves......."
He trailed off, looking at them with a frown. They nodded and gestured excitedly for
him to continue.
"Well, it occurs to me that we will run out of the Labor-Delaying Drug in two and a half
months with the women in their current states of pregnancy. But that amount of drug would last
just ONE woman much longer...."
"What? Where are you coming from?"
"Shh, Rick! I think I see where he's going now. Go on, Vic."
"Well, if we can create a fifth-dimensional passageway between two points in
three-dimensional space that are within five meters of each other that can instantly transfer
living matter (without killing it!), we could, theoretically, transfer all the babies into one
of the women, who would be the only one who'd have to take the drug!"
"Vic, you're a motherfuckin' GENIUS!!"
"Huh? I still don't get it," said Rick.
"It's like this," explained Dan, "Vic's saying we create a dimensional portal inside of
a pregnant woman's uterus. It leads to another dimensional portal, inside a different woman's
uterus. Once we do that, we can figure out a way to pass a fetus, complete with umbilical cord,
placenta, and an appropriate amount of amniotic fluid, through the portal, effectively passing
from one woman to the next. Without any kind of dangerous surgery or external intervention!"
"Actually," Vic interrupted, "we don't have to figure out a way. The passage will have
a negative, or 'sending' portal, and a positive, or 'receiving' portal. And since space is
meaningless in the dimension the fetus (et al) is passing through, it's placenta will even
materialize already embedded in the uterine wall, in exactly the same shape as it did in the
other uterus, because, in the fifth dimension, the baby didn't really 'move' at all, since Space
has no meaning there, and....."
"Save the details, Vic. YOU understand 'em, and it's over our heads, so as long as YOU
know how to do it, we trust you to know what you're doing. The point is, Rick, that Vic's idea
means we can empty two of the women into whichever one of them consents to carry all those
babies. And then SHE, whoever she is, will have PLENTY of the Labor-Delay drug! We'll make it to a good planet within time for sure!!"
Rick and Dan cheered Vic, who just smiled humbly. Shortly Vic and Dan were on their way
down to the Engine Room, to begin constructing the Galaxy's First PTD:
Pregnancy-Transfer Device.
Rick was going to explain the idea to Kerri. He was nervous though.
One nagging thought kept eating at him: What if none of them want's to BE that pregnant??
He could tell he needed to put on his 'salesman' face. If he could just convince
Kerri that the idea was good, the two of them could convince Dawn and Juanita. Then, he was
sure, the women could work out, between the three of them, which one of them would be the
receiver.....

* * * * * * * * * * *

Kerri was having nightmares about being in Labor. In her dream, she was lying on the
auto-doc, strapped in, all alone. She was begging and pleading her babies not to be born yet,
but her contractions kept getting stronger and stronger.
Then, suddenly, just when she thought she was about to burst, her contractions went away.
She breathed a sigh on tremendous relief, and began to relax. Slowly, her already behemoth
belly began enlarging. She smiled to herself. "They've decided to grow some more before being born," she thought, "and they'll be born safe on a good planet." Her
middle continued to expand outward, as she watched in an exhausted, happy stupor. It kept
growing and growing, and her mood slowly changed as she gradually realized that something was odd.
"Stop growing now," she pleaded to her abdomen. "You're big enough! Stop it!"
In her dream she kept expanding and expanding. Soon she was crying out for help. She
was trying to free herself from the auto-doc, but she had been strapped in too well. She
continued to struggle helplessly as her belly increased in size.....
Suddenly in a fit of panic, she broke free of the restraints!
Heaving her immense bulk over to where there was enough room for her, she began trying
to induce labor by doing jumping jacks. She wasn't doing a very good job, but to get the proper
effect, she had heard, all you had to do was try.
But it wasn't working. Her babies wouldn't come out! She just kept getting bigger!
She began crying.....sobbing.....pleading......begging her babies to please be born.
Telling them they could grow all they wanted once they were out of her.
But they just didn't listen.
And she watched helplessly as her swollen abdomen continued to expand.
.....and then she was shaken awake by Dawn.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It had just been a dream. She looked at her belly.
Of course, she was "only" 10 and 1/2 months pregnant with twins. Never before had she considered that a 'relief', but compared to her nightmare (and what was to come!)
it was!

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Kerri! Wake up! You're having a nightmare!"
"Anh! Oooh! Ah! Huh? Oh? Oh! Dawn! I...(yawn)..I..oh!"
Kerri patted her belly and grinned with relief.
"Hello Dawn! I'm sorry. Was I making a lot of noise?"

Dawn frowned by sticking out her lower lip (the guys called it her
"pouty" face). She
rubbed her own belly thoughtfully, then said,
"No. I just came here to ask you something, and I noticed you seemed
troubled."
"Oh. Well, what is it?" Kerri asked as she used the wall-mounted
handlebar to pull
herself up into a sitting position.
"Well, when, uh, was the last time you, um, had your dose of the
labor-delay serum?"
Kerri frowned and shrugged.
"I think about an hour or so ago. I don't know exactly. I've been
asleep. Why?"
Shit, thought Dawn. Somehow, Kerri got the dose that Dawn had
concentrated to last
eight months! And there was NONE of the serum left!!
Dawn got visibly nervous. She knew in just a few hours she would go
into labor. But
what really bothered her was that her one chance to fulfill her lifetime
dream (or obsession?)
of being pregnant for the rest of her life was ruined.
Kerri noticed that Dawn suddenly looked upset about something.
"Dawn? What is it? What's bothering you?"
Dawn thought quickly, and answered. She might as well tell Kerri (at
least, tell her
the cover-story part!).
"There's none of the serum left! What you had was the very last dose
on the ship!"
"Are you sure? Rick had a hard time finding some this morning,
but....."
"The computer found that our entire supply of serum was contaminated
with a neurotoxin
and the safety-programs disposed of it all before we knew it."
You bitch, thought Dawn. You get to be pregnant for the rest of your
life. It should
have been ME! I'M the one who put all the work into it. Why do YOU get
it? You didn't even
WANT to be pregnant forever!
"A NEUROTOXIN!! Oh my GOD!! Dawn! Are you saying that the drug was
POISONED??"
Dawn snapped out of her internal fit. Of course. The cover-story was
that the drug had
become toxic. Now she thought that the dose she may have just taken was
contaminated. Kerri
would be more concerned with that than with the fact that she'd go into
labor in several hours.
"Dawn! You've got to help me get to sick bay! And, you! You're a
biochemist! Can you
make an antidote for the poison?" Kerri was terrified. She was hefting
her massive body into
a standing position.
"Relax. It's a slow acting toxin. We should have plenty of time to
treat you before
there are any effects. Remain calm. If your heart rate is too fast
it'll circulate the toxin
throughout your body quicker," Dawn lied.
There really is no reason for YOU to hurry, thought Dawn. There really
isn't any poison.
That was just part of my plan for covering up my theft of the entire
serum supply. I might have
to hurry, because in a few hours, I'm going into childbirth (you
bitch!), but since there's
nothing I can do about it (you fucking bitch!) I guess *I* can just try
to relax.
Along the way, they ran into Rick, who looked as though he had
something important to
tell them. Kerri explained rather frantically that she was poisoned,
and needed to get to Sick
Bay. Up until then, it had been a 10 and 1/2 months pregnant (with
twins) Kerri, waddling as
fast as she could, being escorted by Dawn, who wasn't much help, being
in exactly that same
physically cumbersome reproductive medical condition. Rick decided that
what he had to say
could wait. He began helping Kerri.....

* * * * * * * * * * *

An hour later, Kerri was assured that Dawn had successfully neutralized
the neurotoxin
with a dose of the appropriate anti-toxin, which she had been able to
synthesize in the bio-lab
(Actually, it was colored sugar water, which only Dawn knew. But then,
Dawn was also the only
one who knew that there really WAS no neurotoxin). When both she and
Rick were sufficiently
calmed after the crisis, the three of them faced the next important
fact: there was none of the
serum left!!
"So you mean to say that the Computer was doing a routine safety scan
of all medications,
and found contamination in the Labor-Delay Serum?" asked Rick.
"And automatically disposed of the entire supply. Or so it thought.
It seems to have
missed the syringe that you found. The one that you gave to Kerri. Now
that it's been used,
there is none left. When our current doses wear off, Kerri and I will
enter childbirth without
a choice in the matter, just like in the old days back on Earth, before
they had medications
that were safe to take during pregnancy and lactation."
Kerri's brow furrowed with worry and anxiety. She rubbed her belly
slowly as she
turned to face Rick.
"You said you had something to tell us before. What was it?"
Rick frowned and replied.
"Well, Vic thinks he may have found a way to make the supply of serum
last longer. Not
that it'll do us any good now, if there IS no supply. We'd better go
and alert everyone...."
"Not so fast Rick. There's still the matter of Kerri, here."
"Me? Why? What is it Dawn?"
"Well, the neurotoxin has been neutralized, but it may have affected
the serum itself
in some way. Before anyone goes running off for any reason, we'd better
give you another
checkup in the Auto-Doc, to see if it finds anything unusual. Just in
case."
Rick began helping Kerri into the Auto-Doc, while Dawn slowly and
awkwardly waddled
over to the controls.
As Rick was strapping her in, Kerri asked:
"Just out of curiosity, since I'll be in childbirth in several hours
anyway, what WAS
this idea Vic had?"
"Yeah, Rick," added Dawn. "What was the plan?"
Rick fastened the last few straps around Kerri's calves, and began to
explain Vic's
idea.
".....so by using the malfunction in the Star-Drive Engines, he could
create a way to
transfer all of woman's babies into another woman, without any surgery
or other intrusive
procedures. They're rigging up a prototype now. It's too bad it won't
do us any good."
Kerri smiled.
"Wow! Vic turned a Star-Drive malfunction into something useful! Talk
about making
lemons into lemonade!"
"Yeah," agreed Dawn. "With all the babies in one woman, she and she
alone would be the
only one who had to take to the serum. The supply WOULD last a lot
longer that way. It's too
bad we can't now."
Hmmmm, Dawn thought to herself, one-way transfer of a pregnancy from
one woman to
another, eh?
"Well, I guess we could've done it, it being an emergency and all,"
interjected Kerri,
"but wouldn't whoever was carrying all the babies have to give birth to
them all, too? That
doesn't seem fair."
"Well," Rick added, "before the onset of labor, we would've selectively
transferred
the appropriate babies back into their original mothers for childbirth.
The receptacle-mother
would only have to carry them all for a couple of months as they grow
and develop. But she
wouldn't have had to give birth to them all. Just her own."
"Well," mused Kerri, "I guess I could do it then, if neither Dawn or
Juanita wanted to."

Dawn thought silently to herself, "oh you would, eh?"

Dawn's mind raced. Only she knew that Kerri really DID posses the
entire supply of
serum, in the form of a hyper-dose that would last eight-months, taking
Kerri's pregnancy to the
point of 18 and 1/2 months, long enough for the gestation period to
become permanent!! Both she
and Rick had thought it was just a normal dose. If they transferred all
the babies to Kerri, it
would buy everyone more time to find a suitable planet to colonize, and
it would give Dawn more
time to try and find a way to use Vic's new pregnancy-transfer
technology to transfer the
combined pregnancy from Kerri to Dawn, fulfilling Dawn's plan of
becoming permanently pregnant
(and with FIVE this time! Better than she'd hoped!).
Dawn foresaw Two problems with her plan:
1) Dawn didn't know if Vic's device would transfer the effects of the
serum.
The babies may be subject to its effects within Kerri's womb, but what
if they were transferred
to Dawn's? Would they effectively bring the permanency of gestation
with them? Or would they
begin developing towards childbirth again?
And 2) How could Dawn tell anyone that Kerri had been given an
eight-month (and hence
effectively "permanent") dose of the labor-delay serum? If she seemed
to know what had happened
to the serum, it might implicate her in the loss (theft!) of the supply.

Then, cradling her belly in front of the controls of the Auto-Doc
readouts, she had an
idea....
"Rick! Come look at this!" she cried.
Rick dashed to Dawn's side at the Auto-doc readouts. "What? What is
it?"
"I don't know what it is! I've never seen anything like it," she
lied. "But apparently
something strange has happened inside Kerri's metabolism beyond the
normal changes brought on
by extended late-term pregnancies. Look here!" She pointed to a set of
readouts that she knew
he would not fully understand and would need her to explain.
"What?" exclaimed Kerri, suddenly interested. "Something's happening
to me?"
"I don't get it," said Rick.
Dawn smiled.
"I think this just may be the answer to our dilemma!" she said. "And I
think I can
offer a hypothesis that will explain it......"

* * * * * * * * * * *

"So apparently, that last dose wasn't thrown out by the computer
because it wasn't
fully contaminated. Then, after it was injected into Kerri's
bloodstream, we gave her an
antidote for the toxin. But the chemical neutralization of the
neurotoxin seems to have produced
a self-promoting catalytic reaction within Kerri's bloodstream, as a
side effect. It's done
something to the labor-delay serum. Even Dawn isn't sure how, but
somehow it's extended the
duration of the serum. Dawn and I have been measuring the rate of
reaction within her
circulatory system, to see how fast it's being used up. We compared the
tests to samples from
Dawn's blood."
Rick fiddled with a 2-D projector, to show the visual data to Vic,
Juanita, and Dan.
Kerri and Dawn were also present, their bloated bellies forcing them to
sit far back from the
discussion table.
Images appeared on the far wall.
"The one on the top left is Dawn's, an hour ago. Below that, a
half-hour ago. As you
can see there is less of the serum present in her blood 30 minutes
later. At that rate of
reaction, Dawn's dose will last a few more hours, which is normal.
Then, because we are out of
the serum, she will go into childbirth with her twins."
"Now look on the top right. That's from Kerri's blood, an hour ago.
Below that, from
30 minutes ago. As you can see, there is an unprecedentedly minimal
rate of serum loss! Here's
another sample from Kerri I took just before this presentation. All
three look virtually the
same to the human eye! The rate of loss is so slow we needed the
computer to measure it
properly!"
Vic frowned.
"So the drug IS still working, but it's being used at a highly
efficient rate?"
Dawn answered.
"It would seem so. We took the rate of reaction in her blood and used
a computer
extrapolation to predict how long her dose will last before it runs
out."
Kerri raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"You did? Well, what did you find? How long will it last?"
Dawn looked Kerri square in the eye, smiling at her like a big sister
as she answered.
"We can't be sure," Dawn lied. "But we think it'll go about 3 months
more."
That was all she had to tell them now. Dawn planned to act as surprised
as everyone else when
it lasted MUCH longer!!
"Well, I take it Rick told you what we've been up to all this time?"
Vic asked of Kerri.
"Oh, the pregnancy-transfer system! Does it work?"
"We've tried it on several of our pregnant laboratory mice. We
transferred the litters
of two other mice into a third, who was already pregnant with a litter
of her own. There was
no harmful effects to either the mothers or the fetal mice. The
very-pregnant mouse didn't seem
to happy about it, though," Vic chuckled. "After a few minutes, we
transferred the fetal mice
back to their own mothers, leaving the ones native to the that
mouse-womb where they belonged.
Again, I'm pleased to report that there were no harmful effects. I'd
stake my career that the
process will be equally safe for human fetuses and mothers. All we need
is a volunteer."
Kerri rubbed her enormous middle thoughtfully.
"Well," she said at last, "I guess I'm elected......."

* * * * * * * * * * *

Kerri kept repeating to herself in her mind that she was doing this to
save Dawn's
twins. If they weren't placed within her womb, they would be born in
under two hours, and
likely succumb to the harmful effects of radiation that they would only
be safe from if
surrounded by the adult tissues of Kerri's womb.
But she was still feeling anxious.
It had been hard enough lately, being ten and a half months pregnant
with twins. But
now she was going to have Dawn's twins, also at ten and a half months of
fetal development,
transferred through the fifth-dimension, into her womb. Making her ten
and a half months
pregnant with Quadruplets!!
And Dawn had said this would go on for three MORE months!!
Kerri thought about being pregnant with quads from 10.5 months to 13.5
months.
All the doors on the ship WERE extra-wide. There WERE
industrial-strength handrails and
grips in all the rooms and corridors. So she COULD still move around,
albeit with extreme
difficulty. The plan WAS for her to remain confined to bed, but
everyone who knew her knew that
it would drive her stir-crazy. They'd all be willing to accompany her
if she wanted to go
anywhere, but they also all knew how independent she was. Even in such
a condition, they knew
she'd still try to get around on her own as often as she felt like it,
in spite of any amount of
discomfort or awkwardness.
Rick strapped Kerri into the Receiver-Chamber of Vic's device, as Dan
strapped Dawn into
the Sender-Chamber. Juanita cradled her own eight-months pregnant belly
in both hands as she
watched Vic calibrate the controls in preparation for the transfer.

* * * * * * * * * * *

It felt as if it were a dream. In fact, it was very much like her
earlier dream, where
her belly continued to grow and grow.....
She watched the outline of her swollen and bulbous midsection expand
like a balloon
being slowly inflated. Across from her, she saw Dawn's abdomen getting
flatter and flatter at
the same rate. But no water had broken. Dawn wasn't giving birth. Her
babies, their
placentae, and all that amniotic fluid was all being moved. Not through
Dawn's birth-canal,
but through a small passage into a fifth-dimension.
A similar passage, Kerri knew, was currently inside her own uterus.
And slowly, Dawn's
babies, their placentae, and all that amniotic fluid was re-entering our
dimension through that
passage.
Kerri looked down at herself and watched. She knew all the others were
watching her
too. She was growing and growing, while Dawn's pregnancy was coming to
an end that didn't
involve childbirth, natural or otherwise. She simply just wasn't
pregnant anymore......just
like that. Whilst Kerri was now more pregnant than she had ever been in
all her life.
Neither Kerri nor Dawn had to be unstrapped from their Chamber-Seats
when the procedure
was over. Dawn's straps, which once fit snuggly over an enormous belly,
now hung loose about
her waist. She stood, and they fell to the sides of the chair, down
past her legs. She could
easily step out of them. Dawn seemed suddenly disproportionate. Her
Breasts had been preparing
enough Milk to feed twins for ten and a half months now. Without her
pregnant belly below them
for support any longer, Dawn was now aware of just how cumbersome her
sizeable chest was going
to be!
Kerri was Gigantic! As she grew and grew, her straps had become
tighter and tighter.
The bigger she grew, the more the straps strained to hold together, but
as the last few gallons
of amniotic fluid rushed into her uterus from Dawn's, they began to
fray. By the time the
transfer was complete, the straps, though they had tried their best to
hold together, had
snapped and flown across the room.
Kerri slowly rocked forward in her seat, until most of the weight was
over her legs.
She strained to straighten her knees, to slowly rise to a standing
position. Everyone in the
room could hear the structure of the console <CREAK> as she leaned
forward, the bulk of her
weight upon it.
Each of the men moved forward to help her. Without a word she shot a
glance at them
that silently told them she would not accept help. At least not yet.
She knew it would be an
immense relief to let them take her to her quarters, but something made
her refuse the help.
Without any spoken reply, they understood, and backed off. She would
likely require
help just to get to a sitting position from laying down. And in the
months that followed, she
would become more and more dependant. As difficult as it was for her
now, it might be her last
chance to move under her own strength, completely unaided, for a long
time. She wanted the
dignity of doing it. Despite the difficulty she would have.
They continued to watch her, from a distance that respected her
dignity, as she made
her way down the corridors and finally, almost an hour later, into her
quarters.
Every part of her body wanted to collapse into her
very-comfortable-looking bed. But
no. She knew she would be spending the next few months in bed. No
reason to get sick of it
any faster than she had too. It would be awkward, trying to sit at her
desk, to fit in the
chair, but it would be the last time it would possible, much less
comfortable, in months. To
sit and look out the window. That would be something she wouldn't be
able to do again if she
didn't do it now, she thought to herself.
"For who has any idea how big I'll be in a week? To big even to sit up
in bed, maybe!
For all I know, I might be that big by morning! Heck, maybe even an
hour from now!"
After many unsuccessful tries, she gave up on trying to fit into her
chair, and simply
sat on the edge of her desk, her mammoth belly overhanging her knees,
and looked out into space.
"Please," she prayed, "please let Phaedrus II be habitable."

END PART II
deux_anges
GALACTIC EXPANSION
-by "3124 Waxamanac"

PART III:
In the weeks that followed, Kerri's room was converted to an unusual
kind of OB-GYN
facility. Rick, Dawn, and Juanita spent a great deal of time looking
after her, trying to help
her get as comfortable as possible, and seeing to her dietary and
hygienic needs. Within the
first few days it was clear Kerri would outgrow her bed by the end of
the first week. Rick
moved much of her (now unnecessary) furniture into storage, and began
converting a large
section of the floor into a large, soft, comfortable bed. It was on the
floor, so she wouldn't
roll out of it. Furthermore, this allowed it to be much more spacious,
which was something
she would need. Rick made a full third of her floor into this "bed",
based on Dawn's medical
predictions of how large Kerri might grow. There was a three-foot high
wall around it that
rose from the floor whenever its control switch was hit. This allowed
hot and cold running
water to be pumped into the bed (the mattress was waterproof, and
quick-drying) which made it
possible for Kerri to take a bath without having to go to the bathtub
(which she wouldn't have
been able to fit in anyway), or even to get up. It also allowed Kerri
to fill it about a foot
high with warm water and then drain it whenever she had to, without the
help of anyone in the
room (which saved her any embarrassment from when she would unavoidably
wet the bed. Rick had
even built a mechanism by which her solid waste was quickly and
sanitarily disposed of).
She was eating the equivalent of six 2-course dinners every day, and
her belly's growth
showed it!! But she gained only low-to-moderate body fat anywhere else
in her body. The only
exception to this, other than her elephantine middle, was her breasts.
Each of Kerri's mammoth mammary glands was TWICE the size of (and the
relative shape of)
a full-grown watermelon, and nearly as firm! For ten and a half months
they had been producing
enough milk to feed twins, but in the past month they had been informed
(via her body's hormonal
levels) that she was in fact pregnant with quadruplets! The immediately
began increasing milk
production to make up for the new Lactation Quota.

Dawn's chest was also quite remarkable. She was no longer pregnant,
but for ten and a
half months her mammary glands had been producing milk enough to feed a
pair of hungry, growing
twins. They looked like two flesh-colored watermelons attached to her
chest, drooping ever so
slightly, with bright red erect nipples on their ends. One might say
they looked as if they
were exerting effort on their own to stay firm. Jogging wasn't
something she normally did,
which is just as well, because it would have been physically impossible
for her. As it was,
even walking quite slowly, they jiggled and bounced rather violently!
Even though she was no
longer pregnant, she still had a difficult time keeping her balance when
she walked (although
it wasn't all that easy when she was standing still, either!). She had
been unable to see her
feet while she was pregnant, and that hadn't changed! To relieve the
pressure, she would
occasionally ask another crew member to milk her bountiful bosoms,
either by hand or mouth,
she wasn't picky. If her nipples started getting sore and there was no
one around to milk
her, she tried rubbing her quite sizeable chest against walls and
furniture, to try and get
enough milk out to alleviate her aching nipples (her breasts had grown
so large that her
own nipples were just out of her reach, rendering her unable to squeeze
or suck on them without
help).
Dawn had a great deal more duties on the ship, now that she was no
longer pregnant.
Her breasts still kept her from performing any difficult physical tasks,
but there was much
she could do.
During her leisure time, she would visit Kerri, and because Kerri was
almost always
ravenously hungry, and because Dawn almost always needed to be milked,
she would often position
herself over Kerri's enormous form, and let her pendulous breasts hang
down over Kerri's face.
Kerri would take Dawn's nipple into her mouth and suck, and suck, and
suck. It was a good way
for Kerri and the babies she was pregnant with to get a lot of the
nutrients they needed, but it
took her nearly a full hour to drain them both (and by the time she had
finished with Dawn's
second breast, the first one had already re-filled itself nearly
half-full. It temporarily made
her a bit lop-sided, until the second breast caught back up with the
first).

* * * * * * * * * * *

"So, what is it like, knowing you also have MY babies growing inside of
you?"
Kerri's eyes turned up thoughtfully at the question, as she continued
to hungrily gulp
down mouthfuls and mouthfuls from Dawn's protuberantly generous
chest-udders. Between
insatiable swallowings she managed to answer with another question.
"What's it like knowing YOUR babies are growing inside of ME?"
They were both having this conversation to keep their minds off another
issue at hand.
One they were both anxious to find out about, but was driving them crazy
because they wouldn't
find out until Dan and Vic had finished with their lander-probe
readings.
Dawn managed to look thoughtful at Kerri's question, as Kerri went back
to sucking and
slurping from a chest that was fully half as big as her own, as her
immensely pregnant body lay
on the mattress-covered floor.
But in reality, she knew what it felt like: jealous. Dawn had actually
WANTED to be the
one to be so pregnant! And now she wasn't pregnant at all. She would
have given anything to
trade places with Kerri, too be so enormously pregnant as to be rendered
immobile, with four
babies inside of her, ready to be born two and a half months ago, but
being held back by the
labor-delaying serum in her bloodstream. Kerri would have been
reluctant, had she had a choice.
And yet fate had made so that Kerri was the one that was so heavily,
massively,
voluminously pregnant, and Dawn was not.
Dawn could have used Vic's 5-D pregnancy transfer device to switch
Kerri's brood over
into her own womb, but if she did she would immediately enter labor and
childbirth.
"If only there was a way to switch the serum from her bloodstream into
mine," she
thought. A sample of Kerri's blood wasn't enough! She needed every
single molecule of the
serum IN her blood, and she needed a way to get it into her OWN blood,
and she needed to do it
all at once! She was SURE Vic's device could do it, if she could only
get him to teach her
how it worked!
The tricky part would be switching the serum from Kerri's blood to her
own while
transferring the four babies from Kerri's womb to her own, all at the
same time! If she took
the babies first, she'd go into labor herself. If she took the serum
first, them KERRI would
go into labor as soon as the serum wasn't in HER blood, and once she was
in labor, the
transfer would be impossible.
Her train of thought was broken when she realized Kerri was talking to
her.
"I'm sorry, what was that you said? I drifted off..."
"I said I guess it's not so bad. I mean, I know I'm CARRYING your
babies, but they
said that once we got onto the planet's surface, they'd transfer YOUR
babies back into you.
So I'm only going to have to be in labor with my own." Kerri grinned.
"So don't go thinking
that just because you don't have to pregnant with them you've gotten out
of giving birth to
them! You still have to go into labor like the rest of us!" and she
stuck her tongue out
at Dawn, playfully.
Suddenly the door opened. They both turned to look. Rick and Juanita
stood there,
with glum looks on their faces. Juanita cradled her nine-months-along
belly as if it was a
precious thing she was about to lose.
Kerri and Dawn both tensed. They could tell that the news they had
been waiting for
was going to turn out to be bad. Rick cleared his throat and spoke.
"Well, the planet DOES, technically, support life....but, well....it
seems that
anywhere we would land, and I do mean ALL OVER the planet's surface,
there are hordes of
bear-sized viscious carnivores! And not just one species! Huge dragon
like carnivorous
lizards in the deserts, schools of piranha-like fishes in the oceans and
rivers, fierce
giant-wolf-like mammals in the plains and forests. It seems that all
the HERBIVOROUS species
on this planet have evolved to resemble those "tribble"-things from that
old 20th century
sci-fi show. So even though the planet DOES support life, we'd be going
onto a planet where
every ecology the world over supports large, viscous predators, many of
which seem to hunt in
packs, and who could very likely learn to see humans as a food source."
"Don't we have any weapons?"
"I don't think you understand. When the lander-probes reached the
surface, it wasn't
long before the local fauna, wherever on the planet it happened to be,
took notice. Before
long they were savagely attacking the probes, and soon the landers were
destroyed. The attacks
would be relentless. We'd kill hundreds before we ran out of ammo, but
they'd keep coming,
and we'd be meat. Phaedrus II is being cataloged as a planet with a
habitability rating of
"Lethal"."
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Kerri, but we've got to go on to
the next planet."
Kerri was silent for a long time. She looked at Rick, then looked down
at her enormous
belly. She inhaled deeply, then sighed. Her brow furrowed. She looked
around the room at all
the others, and finally spoke.
"Well, I guess the light at the end of the tunnel was a bit farther off
than I thought.
But I guess I can make it. I still have two more months before the
serum wears off anyway,
right Dawn?"
Dawn was standing, hefting her chest in both arms, and leaning back,
for balance. She
thought for a moment, then replied.
"Um, actually, I've been monitoring the rate of change in the serum's
concentration in
your blood, and it looks like you may have longer than that."
"But that's good news, right?" asked Rick, "It means we're not in
danger of her going
into labor before we get to the next planet, right?"
Dawn was the only one who knew that Kerri in fact had seven more full
months to go
before the serum would run out, and by then her metabolism would become
so "used" to being
pregnant, that going into labor would be impossible, even to induce
artificially! But Dawn
had to keep that a secret from Kerri and the others, or her plan would
be ruined.
"Um, well, I'd estimate she has about...four....more
months....approximately."
Kerri sighed again upon hearing this information. She was already
eleven and a half
months pregnant, and she was carrying four babies. If what Dawn said
was true, it meant she
would have to wait until she was fifteen and a half months pregnant
before it would end!
"Uh, Kerri?" This time it was Juanita who spoke. She seemed very
timid.
"Yes Juanita? What is......." and then it dawned on Kerri what Juanita
was being very
shy about asking.
Juanita was only carrying one child, but she was near the end of her
ninth month. She
was due any day now, if not today! They had just learned that this
planet would not be
suitable for their colony, and there was no labor-delaying serum left
for Juanita to take!
Due to the long-lasting serum effects that were taking place in Kerri's
bloodstream, she
wouldn't go into labor for months (or at least she thought she'd go into
labor), and it was
Vic's revolutionary idea in five-dimensional physics that had allowed
them to transfer Dawn's
twins into Kerri's womb, so that they would not suffer the detrimental,
possibly fatal,
effects of being born in Space.
Juanita now needed to have her child transferred into Kerri! And they
needed to do it
fast, before Juanita went into labor!
But they would need to somehow move Kerri, with her considerable bulk
of a middle, into
the chamber with the transfer device! And how could she possibly fit
into the receiving-chamber
of the device!
"Oh! Juanita! We've got to hurry!"

* * * * * * * * * * *

It would've been unhealthy for the growing fetuses to develop in
low-gravity conditions,
but only as a long-term effect. An hour or two of low-gravity wouldn't
be harmful, and they needed
to get Kerri to the Transfer-lab quickly!
Dan kept lowering the gravity until Kerri felt she could safely and
comfortably get up
on her own and walk. She felt up to trying at 0.5 G.
The men immediately noticed how buxom and firm the women's chests all
seemed to be at
half an Earth-Gravity. The women noticed the difference too!
Kerri slowly raised herself up into a standing position, her belly
slightly jiggling as
it floated out in front of her, extending out three-feet!!
She still needed help walking, because she couldn't see her feet, and
might misstep and
trip, but also because her enormous breasts kept bouncing in the low
gravity and obscuring her
vision. Dawn managed to use her arms to hold her breasts down from her
face, but she still had
to walk slowly to keep her balance.
Vic had re-built the receiving-chamber to be big enough (and even
somewhat comfortable!)
for Kerri. Juanita was helped into the sending-chamber by Dan and
Rick. She was strapped in
snugly, and anxious for the procedure to begin. She was worried about
going into labor and
losing her child.
Dawn held her large and bouncy breasts and walked over behind the
console where Vic
would perform the entire procedure. She watched his movements and the
way he responded to data
very carefully.
As the fifth-dimensional passage opened up between the insides of their
wombs, Dawn
noticed that the natural tendency, as with all things, was toward
equilibrium. There was a lot
of trans-dimensional pressure which meant that the contents of Kerri's
womb wanted to flow into
Juanita's! So, she thought, that was the reason Vic was very careful
about making sure it was
only a one-way portal! Otherwise, there'd be back-flow!
Whenever he managed to get anything flowing from Juanita into Kerri, it
would stay there
because the portal didn't allow passage back. But it was hard to get
enough pressure to force
biological matter from Juanita into Kerri without jeopardizing it! Vic
had to be very careful
not to kill Juanita's baby!
Slowly, Juanita's belly began to deflate, though no fluids flowed from
between her legs.
She thought she could almost feel her child slipping through a strange
hole inside of her, one
that felt like it led right out through her back. It was an eerie
feeling. She kept trying to
look over her shoulder. She swore it felt like her baby was painlessly
emerging right through
her spine!
Kerri was already so enormous that the size and mass she gained from
the procedure
didn't feel like it made that much of a difference. She could
definitely tell that she was
now carrying five babies instead of four, though! Even if she couldn't
feel it, it was easy
to visually see that she had gotten considerably bigger!
As soon as Juanita came out of the sending chamber, she rushed over to
where Kerri's
soft, beautiful, and bloated form rested in the receiving chamber.
Tears were streaming down
her face as she kissed Kerri on her cheek and they exchanged an awkward
hug (awkward both from
the low-gravity that they weren't used to, as well as Kerri's enormous
size!).
"Oh, Kerri, thank you! Thank you for saving my baby! Thank you so
much!"
Kerri was feeling very exhausted, but graciously accepted her thanks.
It had been a
tiring day. First, waiting excitedly for the news about Phaedrus II,
hoping it would be
habitable, then having to exert herself not only to get up (no small
task for Kerri in her
condition, even in the lowered gravity!), but to move to this room.
There, she was made EVEN
MORE pregnant than she was already. Now, she had to exert herself to
get up once again, and
then move all the way back to her room before she could get some rest.
She was already
sweating profusely from all her exertions.
When Dan, Rick, Juanita, Dawn, and Vic finally lowered her gently down
onto the floor
of her room, she immediately began dozing off. Dan immediately returned
the ship's gravity to
normal levels.
As Kerri slept, Juanita raised the tub-walls around her, and drew a her
a nice warm
bath. Being careful to keep her head propped up above the water,
Juanita, tears of thankful
relief still running down her face, lathered, washed, and rinsed her
sleeping friend, whom she
now felt closer to than she ever had before. Kerri had fallen asleep,
but she had been gasping
and drenched in perspiration. Juanita wanted to express her thanks in
any way that she could.
She would have done anything for Kerri. So after everyone else had
left, she began washing
Kerri's entire, bulbously-huge, pregnant body.
Suddenly Kerri let out a gentle sigh and awoke.
"Mmm....oh? Juanita?"
Juanita, her own body all moist and lathered up as she sat in the
enormous bathtub
next to her enormously-pregnant friend, stood up, startled. Lather and
water dripped down from
her hair, breasts, and crotch-hair, and ran down her thighs.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Kerri! I hadn't meant to wake you! I just thought
you'd like to wake
up nice and clean, that's all."
Kerri looked up at the now very slender-bodied Juanita, her tan Latina
skin glistening
with soap and water, and smirked at her. Then shook her head from
side-to-side.
"Kerri? What is it? What's funny?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just.....oh, I don't know. I'm having so many
strange feelings!
All these elevated hormonal levels! They're giving me....urges....that
I've never had before!"
Juanita, who not but an hour ago had been nine-months pregnant herself,
smiled
knowingly.
"I know just what you mean. You want me to get you a quart of Rocky
Road and a Jar of
Kosher dills?"
"Mmmm. That actually DOES sound really good! And could you smear them
all over
yourself and then let me slurp it off?"
"WHAT!?"
"Oh, Juanita! These hormones! They're doing crazy things to my head!
I'm so horny!
Over the past several weeks I've really grown to enjoy sucking and
slurping from Dawn's breasts!
And just now I have this totally erotic dream about being touched and
rubbed all over, so
gently! And I wake to find you washing me, in the bath-bed with me, all
wet and lathered up,
just like me! Oh, God, Juanita, is this normal? Is it just being so
horrendously pregnant
that's doing this to me?"
Juanita shivered slightly, as her moist, slender body continued to
drip. She bit her
lip and thought about the things Kerri had just said. She remembered
how she would have done
ANYTHING for the woman who saved her baby! She felt herself growing
moist between her legs,
and she knew it wasn't from the bath water!
"Mmm. And if I smear ice cream and pickles all over my body, even
after you lick it
off, I'll be so STICKY all over! And as it melts it'll probably get all
over you, too!"
Kerri grinned perversely.
"Well, in that case, I guess afterward we'd better get lathered up and
soapy...AGAIN!"
She tried to grab Juanita's ankle playfully, but couldn't move quickly
enough. Juanita
smiled and splashed Kerri.
"Let me get out and dry off! I have to go get the ice cream and
pickles. Was there
anything else you had a craving for?"
".....besides me?" she hastily added.
Kerri rubbed her belly with soapy water and thought.
"As long as you're getting PICKLED cucumbers, you might as well get
some un-pickled
large ones! I can think of a few ways they might come in handy!"
Juanita smiled and turned to go, when Kerri called to stop her one last
time.
"Oh! Um...actually, now that I think about it, we wouldn't need the
cucumbers if you
could one of the guys to join us! Why don't you......oh, um, actually a
cucumber AND a Man
might be fun, and.....oh, hell, just go and get whatever and whoever you
can! I'm feeling so
horny that I'm having fantasies faster than I can say them!"
She reached her hands slowly around and under her belly, and began
furiously and
vigorously masturbating. Juanita, sensing her desperation (and
beginning to feel it more than a
little, herself) hurried to procure the trappings of their planned
recreation!

* * * * * * * * * * *

The Journey to the next candidate-world, Mercutio III, was estimated by
Vic and Dan to
take about four months time. Dawn knew Kerri had seven-months worth of
serum left in her system,
but she had SAID there was four-months worth. But no matter, she
thought, she would continue to
pretend checking, and continue claiming that, due to some irreproducible
effect, the serum was
lasting for an unprecedentedly long time. They would believe her (and
she was right....they
would).
Dawn's obsessive scheme of somehow getting herself permanently pregnant
with as many
babies as she could would have to wait for now. There was nothing she
could do until she could
think of a way to convince Vic to teach her the operational details of
his 5-D transfer device.
So, in the meantime, she stuck to her normal duties. She purused the
mission guidelines for
anything, and duty of hers, that she may have been neglecting recently.
She found that, as the chief biochemist and pharmaceutical expert, one
of her tasks was
to prepare the fertility-drugs for use when they were on a suitable
planet. Because it might
take many years before other colonists would arrive, they needed to
mass-produce their own
population in order to get the colony started up and running.
The mission guidelines contained a detailed set of instructions for the
synthesis of a
particular, and highly potent, fertility drug. Unlike the fertility
drugs of old, this one was
not designed to cure infertility. Those historical drugs only caused
multiple births as a side
effect. Nowadays, with human health and fertility rates higher than
ever, but with a
large-scale, struggling planetary-colonization effort underway relying
on rapidly-produced
populations, fertility-drugs were specifically ENGINEERED to cause
high-yield multiple birth
pregnancies. It wasn't a side effect, it was the INTENDED effect. It
was to be taken within
six hours of conception. The shape of the molecule of the drug caused
it to bind to any
fertilized human zygotes it encountered, and then cause a mitotic,
8-way, division of the cell
into separate and distinct zygotes, which would then continue to develop
into embryos,
et cetera....
The Octuplet Drug.
It was taken orally. After reacting with several different enzymes
which normally
occurred in human-female blood, it was converted to its active state!
It passed through the
capillary walls of the uterus and saturated the uterine lining where it
would lie in wait for
the zygote to imbed itself.
But one needed to take a full 10 grams for the dose to be effective.
After she finished synthesizing enough of the Octuplet Drug for 10
pregnancies, Dawn
decided to take a taste. She licked her finger, touched it to the dry,
blue powder, and then
stuck her fingertip in her mouth.
And then she winced! The stuff tasted HORRIBLE!! There was no way one
could be
expected to choke down 2 grams of the stuff, much less 10!
Dawn began to think that maybe she WOULD be better off going back to
trying to work on
her original scheme......

* * * * * * * * * * *

"....and if forceps are used to facilitate additional dilation, they
need to be at
physiological zero."
Juanita raised her eyebrows and looked at Rick.
"Remind me what that is again?"
"Um, it's around 15 degrees centigrade. It's the exact temperature
that human skin
feels absolutely no temperature-based sensation: it won't feel hot, or
even warm, nor will it
feel cold, or even cool."
"I take it that we have several sets of forceps that are kept at that
temperature?"
"They're in Sick Bay, yeah."
Juanita bit her lip and thought.
"I think it might be best if we made sure," she said. "I mean, I sure
there must be
some variation in body temperature from person to person. Your
Physiological Zero might not be
exactly the same as My Physiological Zero. We'd better ask Kerri if we
can run some tests.
You know, hold a forceps against her skin, ask her if it feels slightly
warm or slightly cool,
and keep doing it until we find her exact Physiological Zero."
Rick grinned mischievously.
"Oh, I'd LOVE to do experiments on Kerri! Especially one's where I get
to repeatedly
touch things against her vagina, and ask her how it feels."
"...Of course," he quickly added, "I'd wait until she's in a good
mood. It wouldn't be
right to have that kind of fun if she's feeling......y'know."
Juanita blushed brightly.
"Oh, I don't know, Rick. You know how she's been lately! I can't even
give her a bath
anymore without her trying to feel me up! She won't stop groping for me
until I agree to let
her suck on my breasts for a few minutes!"
Rick smiled.
"True. And she's begun describing all manner of her bondage fantasies
to me! Stuff
that even MY twisted imagination never came up with! Being so
gigantically pregnant has somehow
brought out her perverse side!"
Juanita looked up at Rick as he seemed lost in particularly visual
thought.
"As long as we need to do the tests to prepare our midwifery skills, it
might be fun if
we made a game out of them!"
Rick snapped out of his reverie and glanced down Juanita's cleavage
admiringly.
"You talk as if only Kerri had to give birth! Remember, as soon as
we're on a safe
planet's surface, you and Dawn will be made pregnant with your own
children again! First, Dawn
will be given her twins, and when she's done having them, you'll get
yours back to have. Kerri
will go last with her twins, because she has to wait for the serum to
wear off, remember?"
Juanita became very animated at the thought.
"Oh! My Baby! Oh, how I miss it! Oh, I hope it's doing okay inside
Kerri's womb, with
all those other children. Mine's younger than the rest by
two-and-a-half months, you know! I
hope the others aren't tormenting it!"
Rick found Juanita's concern poignant and amusing at the same time. It
was a thought
only a Mother could have come up with.
"Well, to hear Kerri tell it, they're all very well behaved guests most
of the time.
But she told me once that sometimes it feels like they're all playing
soccer inside of her,
kicking wildly in all directions!"
"Oh, Rick, it feels so strange to not be pregnant anymore without
having given birth!
I won't be able to truly relax until I've given birth to my own baby and
I know everything's
okay...."
As she sat, contemplating, Rick playfully, and quietly, reached for the
forceps on the
chair next to him, and began extending it, slowly, under the table.
Juanita suddenly felt an object between her legs!
"Oh! That's COLD!! Rick!"
Rick chuckled.
"Mmmm. I see YOUR Physiological Zero is a bit more Hot-Blooded, you
spicy Latina! Now
c'mere! We need to know yours too!"
She playfully shrieked as he began chasing her around the room,
reaching the forceps
between her legs again and again.
"Your body heat's warming it up a little each time," he laughed.
Suddenly she stopped fleeing from him, and turned to face him.
"You know, this is one Latina who's blood is very hot! I think to get
MY Zero you'll
need to stick something VERY warm between my legs. Can you think of
anything?"
Without saying a word, Rick dropped the forceps, held her very close to
him, and began
lifting up her skirt. She began frantically undoing his pants and
groping for his man-rod, but
before she could get a grip on it, he was touching it ever so gently
against her pubic triangle,
sending shivers up and down her whole body. Her juices seeped out onto
it, and it began to get
very slippery.
"Does that feel warm?" he asked.
"I'm afraid so," she breathed excitedly.
"Well then," he replied, "screw finding your Zero Temp. Instead, I'm
just gonna fuck
you!"
Juanita squealed as Rick thrust himself deeply into her and began
pumping furiously.
They didn't get back to studying their midwifery for the rest of the
day.

END PART III
deux_anges
Galactic Expansion
-by "3124 Waxamanac"

PART IV:
"Awww...poor Victor. You've been working too hard! You look like you
could use a rest.
C'mere and let me give you a backrub. I bet that'd feel nice, wouldn't it?"

Vic furrowed his brow, let out a long exhale, and slumped into a chair.
Dawn pulled her
chair up behind his and began working at his stress-knotted shoulders.
"Ooo. That DOES feel niiiiiice....." he sighed.
Dawn grinned. Of the three men that the women were polyandrygynously
married to, Dawn
had always found Vic the most attractive. She never could put her finger on
why, though. She
had always fantasized about him being more dominant. Whenever they made
love, it was always
Dawn that instigated the sessions. She knew Vic enjoyed being seduced by
her, as she enjoyed
seducing him, but she was always hoping that someday he would just walk
right up to her, grab
her, wrestle her into submission, and fuck her violently and
animalistically. Maybe even tie
her down on his bed with her legs held wide open by some clamps or
something. But she knew he
would need a lot more coaxing before he'd find it in himself to do that. He
was just
so.....NICE. She DID like that about him, but did he have to be that way
ALL the time? Even
in bed? Couldn't he learn to be a forceful, demanding brute some of the
time? Even just for
sex?
"I made us some lunch. I breast-fed Kerri before her nap, and the others
are planning
to eat later on. It's just the two of us...." She reached her arms around
his chest and began
running them through his chest hair as she pressed her gargantuan breasts
against his back.
"Mmmm. It would be nice to take a break and enjoy some human company for a
change.
I'm getting sick and tired of dealing with those damn AIs. They think they
know everything,
but they're just so damn stupid! I hope someday someone figures out a way
to program them to
realize they can't possibly know data that you haven't given them yet."
Dawn smiled as she continued massaging his chest, and pressing her breasts
into his
back. One of her hands began to wander down his front. When it got between
his thighs, she
began to undo his pants.
He had stopped talking, and she could feel him getting hard as she massaged
his
Maleness in her hand.
"I'll just tease him," she thought to herself. "I'll keep him stiff, but
then stop and
start asking him about work again, pretending I'm not interested. If I keep
switching back and
forth between teasing him and acting disinterested, it's sure to drive him
crazy with frustrated
lust. I'll bring out the animal brute in him yet!"
Suddenly he spoke.
"I'm worried about Kerri."
Dawn froze.
"He knows," she thought. "Somehow, he knows!"
She breathed slowly, but could feel her heart pounding furiously with
fear. Somehow,
Vic had found out.....
"I mean, after we transferred Juanita's baby into her, you said she could
hold them all
in for four more months, and I said we'd arrive at Mercutio III in four
months. But now, I just
don't know. The Stardrive's efficiency keeps dropping. We get less and
less hyperspatial
distance per Psychon. I think one of the Quasi-dimensional filters is
becoming clogged with
some kind of extradimensional matter, but I can't be sure. And even if I
could, I wouldn't
know WHICH filter, or what kind of matter would be clogging it. If I can't
guess what kind of
properties it has, how can I remove it without destabilizing the Slipstream
Matrix?"
"What? I thought you said you were worried about Kerri?"
"Well it's been three months hasn't it? According to what you said, she'll
only be
able to hold off childbirth for another month. But I'm beginning to think
it'll take us
three MORE months before we can get to Mercutio III. If I can't figure out
a way to get us
there faster, Kerri'll give birth in space! And she'll not just have hers,
but yours and
Juanita's too! And THEN what'll we do?"
Dawn felt intense relief inside after hearing Vic say this. He didn't know
about
Dawn's plot after all! It was true that she HAD said Kerri had four more
months, but that had
been a lie. Dawn was the only one who knew that Kerri would in fact be
pregnant for the rest
of her life (unless, Dawn hoped, there was a way to transfer this unusual
pregnancy into
herself. Then SHE would get to be pregnant forever, which was what she
wanted!!).
Kerri was currently fourteen-and-a-half months pregnant with a set of
twins, and was
also carrying another, equally developed set of twins from Dawn....AND
another, twelve-month
along fetus, originally from Juanita's womb!
All three of the women on the ship had known that their mission would
involve becoming
massively pregnant, AND that they would have to do so a NUMBER of times, and
so they had
received psychological conditioning to be able to cope with it (although
Dawn really didn't
need any such conditioning....), but Kerri's pregnancy had lasted a great
deal LONGER than
anyone had expected. The birth-delay serum was intended to delay labor and
childbirth for a
few extra weeks, in the event of such delay being a necessity. Kerri had
now been pregnant
for well over a year, in combination with carrying a large number of babies,
only 40% of which
were actually her own!
So far she had been coping....mainly by indulging in carnal pleasures for
distraction.
But Dawn was starting to suspect that being so tremendously pregnant was
beginning to drive
Kerri a little crazy.
"Well, Vic, I was actually wrong too. The truth is Kerri is no closer now
to going
into labor than she was three months ago," Dawn said. "I've never seen
anything like it," she
lied. "I really don't know HOW many more months it'll be before she starts
to have
contractions, but somehow I suspect you've got plenty of time to get us
where we're going."
And with that she reached her arms down his pants and began to make him
erect. She
let him enjoy thinking that she would keep going, but then quickly withdrew
her hands.
"I made us egg-salad today. The molecular-processor makes it pretty well
too. It
tastes just like the real thing. Try some."
Vic was confused for a moment, and then disappointed. He just couldn't
figure Dawn
out. He hated it when she acted like she wanted it one minute, then lost
all interest the
next. He would have preferred it if she had just told him what she wanted.
He'd be happy to
give it to her, whatever it was. It seemed to him like she genuinely
couldn't make up her
own mind. He loved her as much as he loved any of his wives, but she could
be so frustrating
sometimes.
She fed him the sandwich, never letting him hold it himself as she sat on
his lap and
smiled at him. The egg-salad was very good, and the way she was feeding to
him was making him
horny. Then he began to feel a warm wetness on his lap. He looked down to
see what was
clearly Dawn's love-juices, seeping out of her, and onto him. He looked up
at her and smiled
at him.
She put the sandwich down and said,
"Oops. I guess you accidentally made me horny."
One thing VERY rapidly led to another......

As Dawn rapturously enjoyed Vic's erect penis exploring her vagina, she
reflected that
putting the awful-tasting octuplet-drug into her food had worked pretty well
to cover up the
taste. In fact, as his hot, white, creamy sperm-filled juices erupted up
into her uterus, she
could almost imagine feeling it working inside her......

* * * * * * * * * * *

Rick and Juanita agreed to break for lunch, and then try to resume their
studies of
midwifery afterwards.
They got to the galley just as Dawn and Vic were leaving.
"Hey guys."
"Oh, hi! I was just going to take Dawn and show her some of the
operational
techniques of the five-dimensional portal. You guys wanna come along?"
"Sounds interesting, but we're both starved, and Rick and I really ought to
get back to
our midwifery drills anyway. Some other time maybe."
"Okay. Bye!"
After their intense lovemaking session before, both Rick and Juanita were
very hungry.
Juanita was so distracted by her hunger pangs that she didn't feel Rick's
warm juicy sperm-fluid
still within her.
"Hey, this egg-salad's pretty good." observed Rick.
"Well, I'm not a big fan of egg-salad. You can finish that off. I'll just
eat the rest
of the leftovers that Dawn was eating."
They ate in silence for a few minutes. Then Juanita furrowed her brow.
"Dawn must have been trying new recipes again. It tastes like she added
some special
ingredient to this food. It's got kind of a funny flavor. Not too bad
though."
"Mmmm." acknowledged Rick, his mouth full of egg-salad.
Juanita polished off the food that, unbeknownst to her, Dawn had saturated
with the
funny-tasting octuplet-drug. Her bloodstream carried the drug to her
uterine walls, arriving at
about the same time as several million of Rick's strongest-swimming sperm
cells.....

* * * * * * * * * * *

Vic wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked at his watch. He had
been working for
nearly eighteen hours straight, but he had finally done it.
"Okay, Units eight through twelve, report to your re-charging stations.
Units seven and
twenty-four, check in to the repair-bay for servicing. All other units can
shut down. Good
work guys. We got a lot done today, I'm really proud of you."
When He was in a good mood, Vic often spoke to the maintenance droids like
they were
people. He was in a good mood today, despite how exhausted he had felt.
He had managed to set up a bypass warp to work around the clogged
Quasi-dimensional
filter, improving the hyperspace-drive's efficiency.
By his calculations, they would now reach Mercutio III in only two more
months. By that
time, Kerri would be sixteen and a half months pregnant with the two sets of
twins, and fifteen
months pregnant with Juanita's one. Rick and Dawn had assured him that
Kerri would remain at
only marginal levels of health risk, and that all the babies were still
growing healthily
(as poor Kerri's elephantine belly size was testimony to).
Of course, her health was one thing. Her Sanity was quite another. Kerri
had begun
referring to herself as "we", meaning herself and the five babies she
carried. She tested
negative for any psionic ability, and so did all of the unborn children, so
they knew she
wasn't in telepathic rapport with them. But she had begun inventing
personalities for each
one and acting them out. She kept saying more and more forcefully that it
was getting too
crowded inside her, and that "we need to be born soon! We can't fit inside
poor Kerri much
longer!"
"Well," thought Vic, "the sooner we get to Mercutio III, the sooner she can
start
having those contractions that she needs so badly. Let's hope we don't have
any more engine
problems."

* * * * * * * * * * *

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T GO DOWN TO THE PLANET!! I've got a pack of
playful
seven-month-old babies inside my belly, do you realize that? If they'd been
born at nine
months, most of them would be seven months old by now! Do you have any idea
how ACTIVE a
seven-month old baby is?? I sure do!! Because I've got a whole soccer-team
of them IN me!!"
"Well," thought Rick silently to himself, "at least she's referring to
herself in the
first-person-singular, instead of that 'we' stuff."
"Look," he said calmly, "none of us were looking forward to reminding you
how important
a planetary survey is, because we knew you'd take it hard. Now, I admit, I
have NO IDEA what
you could possibly be going through, nor do I claim to. But the simple fact
of the matter is we
first have to make sure that the planet won't KILL us, before we start
living on it."
Kerri's lips frowned deeply, and her eyes began to fill with tears. She
loved all of
her babies very much, but she wanted so very badly to give birth to them at
last. They had
traveled millions of miles, for many long months, and she had been
abnormally overpregnant for
most of the trip. Now, to be so close to finally going into labor was the
hardest part of all
the waiting. Her protruding blimp-of-a-middle was very round and her skin
was pulled so tight
that it was shiny. It constantly wobbled and shook, even though she was
lying immobile, because
of all the restless activity of those who lived within. They were always
shoving and jostling
about for more room in the crowded confines of her stretched-out uterus.
There was no risk of
her water breaking, though. The birth-delaying serum had made the
amniotic-sac membranes
unnaturally thick and tough, and they could not rupture until the serum ran
out.
Of course, they would remain permanently unruptured if the pregnancy lasted
over
eighteen months. Neither Kerri nor Rick knew it, but the fact is, it would
last that long.
The only person who knew that was Dawn. Dawn, however, had begun to think
that there
was no way that her secret plan would work. She had wanted to transfer
Kerri's entire brood
into herself, Dawn, but lately she had begun to consider alternatives....
She had managed to take enough of the foul-tasting octuplet-drug in her
food before
fucking Vic, that she was now quite sure she had become pregnant with
octuplets. That was
two months ago, and now they had arrived in orbit around Mercutio III. Dawn
wasn't showing yet.
Even octuplets would not begin to show until the third month. Of course,
she'd look nine months
pregnant by only 5 months, but she was looking forward to it.
Juanita had never been prone to morning-sickness, and so she had no idea
that she, too,
was two-months pregnant with octuplets, having eaten the octuplet-drug-laced
food after
fucking Rick.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The Atmosphere was breathable, the soil was rich in the right mineral
nutrients, and,
in general, the climate and ecology would support human life based on an
expansive agricultural
society using the technology of the day. Mercutio III would be the planet
they planned to
live on for the rest of their lives.
Although, as disproportionately-large-bellied Kerri was quick to point out,
all these
surveys had taken a whole month to complete to the others' satisfaction.
She was now seventeen-and-a-half months pregnant with the two sets of
twins, and
sixteen months along with Juanita's. This being the case, the others
acquiesced without
argument when she demanded to be on the next shuttle down to the surface,
there to breath
fresh air, and feel real sunlight on her skin, instead of the stale,
recycled oxygen-enriched
artificial atmosphere of the ship, and the flickering phosphorescent tubes
in the corridors.
Vic planned to re-assemble the 5-dimensional pregnancy-transfer device on
the surface as soon
as possible, so that the heroic Kerri could be relieved of her burden.
Dawn's twins and
Juanita's baby would go back into the wombs of their proper mothers, and all
three women could
(finally!) go into childbirth.
Dawn was the only one who knew that this plan would not work. She knew
that the fact
that she was currently 3-months pregnant with Octuplets would throw things
off. The others
did not yet know she was pregnant again. She showed a little, but her
enormous jug-shaped
breasts drew one's eyes away from the more subtle curves lower down.
And even Dawn did not know that Juanita was also pregnant with Octuplets
(neither, for
that matter, did Juanita!!).

* * * * * * * * * * *

"I want it to be over! I don't care how agonizing the labor is! Every day
being this
enormous is agony enough! Childbirth may be Hell, but at least it comes to
an end eventually,
and then I won't have to be pregnant anymore! I don't care WHAT you have to
do! Induce Labor
in me right NOW!"
Rick realized that it was unfair of himself and the others to expect Kerri
to behave
rationally at this point. Besides the psychological effects of having been
pregnant for so long,
there were also the physiological effects. Incalculable amounts of
pregnancy hormones had been
gushing through her body for months now, and this was affecting her mind as
well as her body.
Even if this weren't the case, though, she would still want to give birth
as soon as
possible and end her abnormally large and abnormally long pregnancy, but she
would want to
wait until after the babies that weren't hers were back inside Dawn and
Juanita. Trying to
give birth to all of them herself, especially given the drug-induced
"post-birth" size they had
grown to, could kill her, and none of the others were about to let that
happen. Kerri meant too
much to all of them. She hated them for it now, but they knew she'd
understand afterwards.
"Vic is re-assembling the PTD as quickly as he can. In fact, Dawn is
helping him.
She's been studying its operation for months, in addition to her normal
duties, and this is so
she could help Vic get it together more quickly. That way, Dan won't have
to help him, so
he'll be free to help Juanita and I get the rest of the mini-colony
operational. Once its
power-generators are online, we can use the PTD, and your nightmare will be
over. We're all
going as fast as we can Kerri."
Rick noticed that Kerri didn't seem to be paying any attention to him
anymore.
"Kerri? I know you're upset, but....."
"Oh God, Rick, I am so Horny right now!!"
"What? I....oh..." Rick realized that another flood of preggo hormones
had just
flooded her brain, and she had one of her radical mood swings. Luckily,
this was a swing
from 'anger' to 'lust'.
She began rocking her cumbersome bulk back and forth, and eventually
managed to rock
herself forward and land on all fours. The immense roundness of her belly
stuck out on
either side of her, and out through between her legs from behind. The top
of it even lifted
her bloated breasts up into her face so that she had to tilt her head to one
side in order
to say:
"Take me from behind, Rick! And HARD!"
He couldn't have been happier to agree, but they both found it easier to
roll her onto
her side, her immense belly resting in front of her, while he lay parallel
to her from behind.
"You know what made me so horny, Rick? Our babies. And they really are
OUR babies,
do you realize that? You got me pregnant with my twins, Dan got Dawn
pregnant with hers, and
Vic gave Juanita her baby. So carrying all five in me, it's like I got
pregnant by three
different guys all at once, and that's why I'm so very pregnant! It's like
all three of
your man-rods penetrated me at once, and each one of you made me pregnant at
the same time."
Rick was glad she in a good mood now, and hoped he could keep her that way.

* * * * * * * * * * *


“So there’s no such thing as ‘space’ in the fifth dimension? Then why
would we describe it as being fifth dimensional? Wouldn’t it be
non-dimensional?”
Vic loved all three of the women in the mission’s marriage-group, but he
had to admit, Dawn was always the one who asked the most intelligent
questions. She was picking up the concepts faster than Dan had when the two
of them built the prototype. And Dan had a degree in quantum mechanics!
(Of course, Vic reminded himself, quantum mechanics was nothing compared to
omni-dimensional physics.)
“Well, there IS space, but not as we know of it. Five-dimensional space
actually has almost nothing in common with three-dimensional space. See,
it’s actually a non-spatial vector. Of course, we have to re-define the
term ‘vector’ in quasi-dimensional directions, which is why so many people
keep thinking of it in terms of 3D space. That IS the space we live in,
after all, so the human mind has a tendency to keep slipping back into those
frames. See, it’s not really difficult for technical reasons. It’s just
that you have to discipline your mind into not following its
three-dimensional instincts.”
Dawn was feeling a sense of renewed hope. She could feel her eight babies
growing bigger every day. Their growth rate had increased ever since they
had landed on Mercutio III. Living planetside was a more natural
environment for humans, and was improving everyone’s health in subtle ways.
Dawn knew that as she became healthier, her babies would grow faster. She
had a belly now, and if her breasts had only been the size of
half-watermelons, instead of whole watermelons, the others might have
noticed by now. As it was, she had been working with Vic the past few
weeks, and had rarely seen anyone else. When she was able to bring out the
animal in Vic, he could never get over how fabulous her gigantic tits were!
(As Dawn might say, it was all a matter of getting him to accept his brain’s
three-dimensional instincts, and enjoy her VERY three-dimensional tits! He
spent so much time thinking along nonlinear pathways, she usually had to
just out-and-out attack him.)
“Okay. I think I get it. At least in Theory. But, as a medical
biochemist, I’m curious about some of the other possible applications.”
“Such as?”
“Well, look at it this way. If someone had a contaminant in their blood,
and I mean thoroughly saturating their entire bloodstream, would it be
possible to change their blood with someone else’s?”
“I don’t follow you.”
“Look, uh, say you had blood type A, and I had blood type B, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, what if, for some reason, you needed to be blood type B. Could we
use the portal generator to create a five-dimensional warp in the exact
shape of a person’s circulatory system? Is it that precise? Could it be
used to trade blood? Can it connect between two people’s circulatory
systems, instead of connecting between two wombs?”
“Hmm. I’m pretty sure it could. In fact, if you had a computer model of
someone’s circulatory system taken from a medical scanner, it’d be downright
easy.”
“So if someone had a contaminant in their blood, we could use this to warp
it out of their entire bloodstream…..at all once, restoring it to normal……”
“Well, yes. But why would you want to transfer a blood contaminant into
another person? Why not just remove it? You asked about connecting between
two people’s circulatory systems. Why?”
“Oh, uh, you’re right. You could just remove it. I, uh, wasn’t thinking.
I’m just so used to thinking of it for transferring pregnancies from one to
another…..I never figured the receiving portal could just be for disposal
rather than going into someone else.”
Dawn was lying, of course. Vic had just given her the answer she’d been
looking for. She could transfer the pregnancy-delaying serum out of Kerri’s
blood, and into her own. She could be pregnant forever. And now she was
pregnant with octuplets! She thought of how she would grow bigger and
bigger and…….
“Dawn? What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Oh, Vic. I just…..want to show you….how MUCH…..I appreciate your teaching
me about this device…..”
She reached her hands up under his shirt and pulled it off over his head,
and began pressing her mammoth milk-squirting mammaries up into his face.
Vic had never met a woman who had seemed so aroused by the theoretical
medical applications of omni-dimensional physics before!

(But then, I guess that’s not so strange…..)

(After all, how many women do YOU know who get that aroused by the
theoretical medical applications of omni-dimensional physics?)

(Not many, I’ll bet.)

* * * * * * * * * * *

Everyone (with the exception of Dawn) thought that Kerri’s body was just
about to run out of the labor-delaying serum any day now. Dawn wouldn’t
have been sure how to go about mentioning that this was, in fact, not the
case; but that didn’t matter, since she had spent the last four weeks just
studying the theory and operation of the PTD almost obsessively, and it had
completely slipped even HER mind that Kerri was now, in fact eighteen and
one half months pregnant. Even Kerri hadn’t been keeping track anymore.
She had been so tremendous as to be immobile for so long now that even she
had stopped counting the days.
Everyone was gathered in Kerri’s room (which had become the default meeting
and discussion room, because that way Kerri wouldn’t have to be moved).
Their mini-colony was complete and ready to be populated. They had planned
for this to be a cause for celebration.
However, everyone had by now noticed that both Dawn and Juanita were
themselves pregnant again. Examinations be the Auto-Doc had confirmed that
both of them were four months pregnant with octuplets!
“Eight babies! How did I get pregnant with one, let alone EIGHT? I was
taking birth control pills! I didn’t want to get pregnant again until after
I’d had my first baby! The one in Kerri!”
“I don’t know, Juanita,” lied Dawn. “But the odds of both of us becoming
pregnant at the same time, and both of us with Octuplets, are very small.
It leads me to believe that there is some reason behind it.”
Dawn knew damn well that SHE was the reason behind it, but knew that if she
acted suspicious that someone else was up to something, then Juanita
(trusting, naïve Juanita) would never suspect that it was her.
Dawn had only meant to get herself pregnant with octuplets. She realized
that Juanita must have unknowingly taken a dose of her octuplet-drug, its
powerful fertility-inducing properties overwhelming the meager effects of
the standard birth-control bill.
Everyone knew that their pregnancies complicated matters…..
How would the PTD work now??
They could specifically transfer Juanita’s 17-month along baby back into
her, but then giving birth to it would be sufficiently traumatic to the 4
month-old octuplets that it might kill them. The same applied (only more
so) to Dawns twins.
Dan cleared his throat.
“I hate to suggest this after all poor Kerri’s been through, but by now her
womb has got to be the most spacious and roomy uterus ever! Could we
transfer the two sets of octuplets into her, and then give Juanita and Dawn
their older babies? After they give birth, we could put the octuplets back
in Juanita and Dawn, and then Kerri would just have her own again.”
Kerri’s eyes bugged out so far they looked like they might pop out of her
head.
“You mean before you can take ANYTHING out of me, you’ve got to put in TWO
whole sets of OCTUPLETS at FOUR MONTHS?? Oohhh……”
“Uh, did she just faint?”
“I think so,” said Rick, “but I think I have an idea she’ll like better. We
don’t have to put BOTH sets in at once. We can put Dawn’s in first, then
remove her twins.”
“Oh, I get it,” smiled Juanita, patting her reasonably-sized middle. “Than
after she gives birth to her twins, she gets her octuplets back! Then we
put my octuplets in Kerri, and then my first baby in me. And after I give
birth to my oldest, I get my octuplets back!”
“Right,” agreed Vic. “And that finally leaves poor Kerri pregnant with just
her own pair of twins, at long last.”
“Ahhhh…..”
“Was that a sigh? Kerri? Are you awake? Did you hear that last part?”
“Ungh! Aaaah! I didn’t……MMMMng…..faint. And I heard……OOAAH!……just fine.
But it won’t…..AAARRGGH…..work because it’s too…..late now…..”
Everyone else in the room had sudden looks of realization on their faces!
“……cause I just went into…<grunt!>…..labor, and that means the
PTD…..(hoo-hoo)….can’t be used.”

* * * * * * * * * * *

“I’m afraid she’s right about that. With all those muscle contractions
wracking her body, the PTD would never be able to lock-on the her uterus to
establish the 5-D portal.” Vic was somber.
“But giving birth to the five babies she has in her….they’re all so big……it
could kill her!” And then Dan knew just why Vic was being so somber.
Dawn, Rick, and Juanita (the three crew members with varying degrees of
medical experience) leaped into action. They would do all they could to see
Kerri and the babies live through this grueling ordeal. She would get the
finest that modern medicine had to offer. What medical equipment hadn’t
already been moved to her room was quickly brought in……
Everyone (including Dawn), and especially Kerri, was surprised when it was
over……..

END PART IV
deux_anges
GALACTIC EXPANSION PART V

by 3124_Waxamanac



Between her water having broken, and the tremendous amount of sweat dripping from her, Kerri was a human deluge. Dawn had been able to administer a neuro-inhibitor targeted to block pain-neurons in her brain, and soon thereafter the experience had changed to one of utterly indescribable agony to being "very, very intense". She could still feel the incredibly powerful contractions. She could feel something rather large trying to force its way through her birth canal. She could feel her vagina dilating to admit its exit. But, thanks to the neuro-inhibitor, her brain did not register any of these sensations as "pain". But they felt very, very intense. Kerri would later describe the experience of childbirth on the neuro-inhibitor like an extreme physical workout, like aerobic exercise, that pushed her to her limits of stamina, but that it was totally involuntary, as if her body was doing it all on its own. She couldn't have stopped if she had wanted to, no matter how exhausted she felt. She just kept pushing and grunting and sweating...... At times she felt she might even lose consciousness from fatigue. But there was no pain.

"I think I see a head! The first one's on its way out!" "HOO-HOO-HOO-HOO-HOO"

"You're doing great Kerri! Let me know if you need any more pain-blockers!"

Kerri kept breathing and pushing, but nodded briefly at Dawn. The sweat ran down her face as she breathed harder and harder. Her eyelids felt very heavy, but there was no way that she could have fallen asleep.

Juanita stood at the ready by the Auto-Doc's controls, monitoring Kerri's vitals, and the vitals of her priceless cargo. Rick knelt between her sweating, beautiful legs, hoisted up in stirrups. He was very
proud of Kerri right now. They all were. Even Dawn. It had been three hours, and Kerri's vagina was still dripping amniotic fluid. It was as if her water kept breaking. Over and over again. But at last Rick saw blood, and what looked like the top of a newborn's head. The first one.

Her mammoth belly looked as if it had a life unto its own when she had a contraction (and, to be fair, it did. Several little lives, in fact). Her enormously stretched abdominal and uterine muscles caused her bulbous, gigantic middle to shake and jiggle whenever she had a contraction. As Rick knelt between her legs, beneath that elephantine mass of belly flesh, carefully using his hands to guide the first newborn out, he couldn't help but feel as though Kerri's belly were some kind of alien monster. The way it seemed to lunge and shake and pulse as Kerri's body was wracked with contractions made him feel as though it was some kind of hungry, blob-like predator, and that it wanted to eat him. He dismissed these thoughts, and focussed on the matter at hand.....delivering her babies.

They say a mother instinctively knows the cry of her own child, and can distinguish it from the cries of other children. It would later be confirmed by the genetic-test, but Juanita knew as soon as she had heard its cry that the baby Kerri had just given birth to was her own. On Impulse, she rushed forward to hold it. Rick, knowing better than to argue with women in matters like these, handed it to her. The look on Juanita's face was as if she had just given birth herself: joyous and proud, even if tired. She held him close to her heart, and his cries began to fade. She could feel his heartbeat.

She walked over beside the Auto-Doc chamber, and held him for Kerri to see. Kerri smiled. She knew that the child was not technically hers, but both she and Juanita knew that they would both help to raise this child as their own. Vic, who had been the biological father of Juanita's baby, beamed with fatherly pride.

And then Rick interrupted.

"Uh, not to spoil the sentimental moment, but, well, I'm confused." "Confused how Rick? He's a normal healthy baby boy, and Juanita and I are the two happiest women in the Galaxy!!" exclaimed a sweaty and exhausted Kerri.

"Well that's just it. You act like you're done. Didn't you have four more in there? As I recall, Juanita's was the youngest by two-and-a-half months. Aren't you having any more contractions?"

Kerri was speechless for a few moments, then..... "No.......they've.....they've stopped. I'm....I'm no longer in labor."

"But you're still pregnant! How can you stop being in labor after you're water has already broken?"

"I....I don't know....."

Dawn suddenly had a look of realization on her face (but quickly hid her expression behind a poker-face). Juanita's baby was 16 months-along. The labor delaying-serum had run out at last, and Kerri was 18 and 1/2 months pregnant with two sets of twins. At 18 months their metabolisms had become so intertwined with Kerri's that she would NEVER give birth to them, even when the serum that Kerri had accidentally taken eight months ago had just now, finally run out.

But Juanita's baby was only 16 month's along. Kerri's body had run out of the labor-delaying serum, and so had finally given birth to the only baby that it could give birth to. All the others would remain within Kerri's gargantuan womb forever.

Kerri and Dawn HAD previously discussed the fact that pharmaceutically-extended-duration pregnancies eventually became.....permanent. Dawn realized that Kerri must not have remembered
that conversation. After all, it HAD been eight months ago (over breakfast, the same day Dawn had tried to put her plan into action, and Kerri ended up injected with the concentrated drug instead of her). Dawn had been obsessing over the idea ever since.

Kerri, on the other hand, who since then had been pregnant with quadruplets (or rather, two sets of twins) and more, had too much to deal with to remember obscure one-time conversations about rare medical conditions. So she had no idea why her body had ceased childbirth.... Leaving four eighteen-and-a-half month along babies still growing within her, even after having finished labor with one sixteen month along baby!!

* * * * * * * * * * *

They waited for her labor to resume. The minutes became hours. They attempted to induce further labor (in a number of creative, and sometimes recreational, ways). The hours became days. The days became weeks. Kerri remained mammothly pregnant. The two sets of twins were still growing at a measurable rate, and no one could explain what was happening.

Well, Dawn could've. But she wasn't about to reveal her failed scheming ambitions.Besides, as the weeks passed, she was getting much heavier carrying the octuplets she had managed to get herself pregnant with. She devoted most of her waking hours to a strict pattern of diet, exercise, and rest, designed to maximize the growth rate of her brood. She was determined to keep following this regimen until it made her too big to do the exercises. She devoted what little time she left over to continuing her studies of 5-dimensional physics.

While Dawn continued to grow, and took effort to make sure she grew as large as she possibly could, Juanita, who had also become pregnant with octuplets, also grew. She however, had not intentionally impregnated herself….especially not with that many at once. She attempted to continue in her regular duties to the mini-colony, but in a very short time found that her cumbersome and obtruding abdomen made her MUCH more awkward than she could deal with!

The three Men worked hard to maintain the colony, and to take care of their pregnant women. Luckily, they were able to employ a number of robots to help them in their tasks, or they might never have gotten any sleep.

All in all, though, everyone was too busy to study Kerri’s “pregnancy anomaly”, except for Kerri herself, and she was certainly in no state to do so! Even if she had been, she sometimes thought she was better off not knowing what was going on inside of her…..

* * * * * * * * * * *

Five months had passed since Kerri had gone into (and then unexpectedly out of) labor. She was now twenty-three and a half months pregnant with the two sets of twins. Meanwhile, both Dawn and Juanita had entered the final week of their ninth month of pregnancy with their respective sets of Octuplets.

Juanita could get up, sometimes even without help, and awkwardly waddle about 10 feet or so before having to set her enormous, bulging bulk back down again. In this way, she could gradually move about the colony anywhere she needed to go.

She only did so when she needed to, though, because it tended to jostle around her brood, and they would proceed to struggle and push against each other inside of her, each trying to get back into a comfortable position (It was very crowded inside of her!!) Her belly would shake and jumble from the inside for nearly twenty minutes before they would settle down again, making poor, gigantically pregnant Juanita very uncomfortable indeed.

Dawn, who had been taking deliberate steps to maximize the growth of her babies, with increasing effort as she became larger and larger, was considerably less mobile than Juanita! She always needed help, either from the Men or from Robots, if she wanted to rise to a standing position. And it usually took two of them! She could take a few steps (like 5 or so) before the weight of her awesomely cumbersome belly prevented any further movement.

But while Juanita tried to move around as little as possible in a (sometimes futile) attempt to keep her enormous brood to keep from bouncing, pushing, kicking, and jostling around in her, Dawn was undeterred by the otherwise disruptive and excessively physical hyper-activity of the eight babies within her womb. If she wanted to go to the 5-dimensional physics lab, she would simply have three Robots help her begin the one hour journey, by foot, 100 yards away from the Women’s Maternity Barracks. She did not mind, and even seemed to enjoy the shoving , violent grappling, and wrestling of her babies against each other and against the walls of her now tremendously round womb. When she finally got to her destination, and sat or lay down, it would sometimes take over an hour of her belly moving and jiggling before her babies would begin to settle down. And when she had finished her work in the lab (again, with the assistance of Robots), she would begin a similar journey back to her sleeping quarters. Occasionally, her voluminous and massive belly would begin uncontrollably wobbling and bouncing on its own! Sometimes it would make her fall forward off her lab stool (which she had barely managed to precariously balance herself on in the first place!!). Other times it would bounce and jostle as she was walking and would accidentally slam one of her helper Robots into a wall. When her belly started exhibiting such violent and restless activity on its own, all she could do was hang on and wait for it to calm down. Sometimes this could take hours! Kerri had half as many babies as either Juanita or Dawn, but her belly was bigger than both of theirs put together! She was completely immobile; trapped, as she lay on her side, by the gargantuan weight and bulk of her obscenely protruding abdomen. Ever since she had entered her twenty-first month of the pregnancy, the bouncing, jostling, jiggling, and wobbling had become nearly constant, and showed no signs of letting up. They kicked and pushed against each other and against her womb with vigor and restless energy. Poor Kerri could only lay there helplessly as her mammothly super-pregnant body shook and gyrated uncontrollably from within.

She kept hoping that all that knocking around inside of her would eventually induce another round of labor…..and she did manage to get sleep, because after nearly two months of such inner activity, she had simply gotten used to it.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The first Robot cradled its arms underneath Dawn’s large but firm pregnant ass and hips, giving support to her rear. The other two lent support to each side or her tight-skinned, stretch-mark covered heavy blimp of an abdomen. She cradled one of her beachball-sized breasts in each arm, and arduously, painstakingly made her way to Kerri’s room.

It was just down the hall from her own room, but it took her nearly ten minutes to make her way there. The Mini-colony simply could not yet allocate resources to putting moving walkways in the Maternity Barracks.

Kerri was trying to read a book, but it was difficult to hold it still enough to read with all the bumping and churning going on inside her belly. When Dawn entered, encumbered by her own massive and throbbingly bouncing belly, Kerri put her book aside and pushed her breasts down out of the way of her sight to see who had come to visit her.

"Oh, Hi Dawn! What brings you by? It must be important, whatever it is! Coming all the way down the hall is a lot of trouble to go to in your condition!”

Dawn had the Robots slowly and gently lay her massively pregnant body down on the Emperor-Sized bed, next to Kerri. As they lay face to face, their heads were about 7 feet apart as their hippopotamus-sized bellies pressed against each other.

"Dawn? What is it?"

"Kerri, I believe I may have an answer to your strange Pregnancy condition. Do you want to hear more? I know you can be squeamish about certain medical details sometimes. If you’d like I could just go ahead, and spare you the details, if I have your consent. What do you say?"

Kerri was speechless for a few moments, then replied. "An answer? What do you mean? Do you know what’s causing this? Do you know how to end it? Dawn, please tell me! Don’t spare any details!"

Dawn smiled. Her plan would work after all. Everything was going to be perfect!

"Well, it involves the device that was used to transfer Juanita’s and my babies into you. I can’t prove it, but I think it might have caused certain side effects which are the reason you aren’t going into labor with your babies. I’ve spent the past five months studying the 5-dimensional physics involved, and I think I’ve found a way to correct it."

Kerri’s face was torn between an expression of joy and fear. She wanted to finish her pregnancy, especially after all this time, but even so, being as big as she was, with as many as she was carrying, she could not help but be apprehensive about labor and childbirth.

Of course, Dawn was not telling the whole truth. The pregnancy-transfer device (PTD) wasn’t even remotely the cause of Kerri’s condition. It was the concentrated labor-delaying serum that Dawn had made. And Dawn knew that. As usual, she had a surreptitious plan devised. And she was convinced that, this time, her plan would work.

"Well, okay," said Kerri, hesitantly, “tell me more." "Well, according to some theories, there are an infinite number of possible dimensions. The Pregnancy-Transferring Device uses 5 of them to create a ‘wormhole’ link between two points in our universe, which itself has 3 spatial dimensions."

"I understand that part. Go on."

"Well, like I said, I’ve been studying this for several months now, and the physics is very complex. But the simple explanation is that we simply need to use a different set of 5 dimensions than the 5 we used last time. Actually, the 3 dimensions that are analogous to our own are fine, but the other two can be done away with. There are 2 yet other dimensions that we can use in their place that should reverse the effects. The PTD has already been set to use the new dimensions."

Dawn paused to see that Kerri was buying this line of utter bullshit. Satisfied that Kerri was completely convinced, she continued.

"Now these other 2 dimensions are one-way’ dimensions. That's nothing to be concerned about. In fact, it’s the reason that the dimensional portals generated in utero are one-way portals, and why we needed the device to have specific sending’ and receiving’ chambers..."

"I'll skip the boring details. The point is that I believe that a simple transfer of the four babies you’re carrying into a different womb would result in their being born. Now, if I’m wrong, then the woman who receives them will also receive the same side effects, and remain pregnant with them indefinitely, as you yourself are now. Since I wouldn’t ask Juanita to take such a risk, and since it’s my theory anyway, I’m prepared to receive the babies. Besides, two of them are mine anyway!"

"But we don’t have much time. As you know, I am Nine months pregnant with Octuplets, and I might go into childbirth any minute now. The PTD can’t work on a woman during labor, and afterwards my womb will be too small to hold your babies. But right now it’s stretched out so big that the force of them coming in through the portal would be sufficient to expand it enough to hold them all. So if we’re going to do this, we need to do it quick."

"Well, Kerri? I’m all set to go ahead and do this. I’ve got enough robots waiting outside to carry us in this bed to the PTD and move us into the chambers. What do you say? Are you ready to have those four babies removed by dimensional portal?"

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Where are the others? Shouldn’t they be here too?" Dawn had prepared an answer for that question. "I know. It’ll be risky doing this with just the two of us, with only robots to help. But by now the Auto-Doc is an expert in all things OB-GYN. I only just finished making the preparations a short while ago. I began making them as soon as I figured out what the problem was. The simple fact is that there just wasn’t enough time to alert the others. I'm a full nine months pregnant with Octuplets, Kerri! My water could break, and I could go into labor & childbirth, any second now! This could be the very last chance to get your babies born for the rest of your life! We can’t afford to wait until everyone can be here!"

It wasn’t entirely a lie. She actually could have easily notified the others, but didn’t want to, because it would complicate her plans further. But it was true that she was nine-months pregnant with octuplets, and could very well go into labor at any second. She had a genuine reason to do this quickly!!

The robots had set them into the proper (and re-constructed much larger) PTD chambers. The 5-D portal generator was calibrated and ready to go, and the fusion-reactor was firing up. All she had to do now was give the verbal command.

Dawn knew that that what she had told Kerri earlier was a lie. There was no way to reverse the effects of the mega-dose of the labor-delaying serum. Transferring Kerri’s 4 twenty-three and a half month along babies to her own womb would not result in their being born. Dawn would end up stuck being pregnant with them for the rest of her life. But, unbeknownst to Kerri, that is what Dawn had wanted all along (and given the artificial methods for life-extension available in the 25th century, she was planning on being alive, and pregnant, for centuries)!!

The real stroke of genius was that Dawn had actually found a way to use the 5-dimensional transfer to alter her own physiology in such a way that the biological factors that prevented giving birth to the 23.5 month babies should (if her calculations were correct) also prevent her from giving birth to any of her 9 month babies! Dawn nearly had an orgasm just thinking about it! Oh, how HUGE she would be! How ostentatiously pregnant!

Of course, she was planning on acting completely surprised at this “unforeseen side-effect” that made her unable to go into labor with any of the 12 babies. She knew it would be easy to convince the others.

"Are you ready, Kerri?"

Kerri took a deep breath, and replied ",I'm ready."

Dawn gave the verbal command, and within their gigantic wombs, the portals opened...

* * * * * * * * * * *

Dawn was ecstatic!

It was working! The two sets of overgrown, long-overdue twins that had been inside Kerri were sliding through a series of higher dimensions where "space" was a meaningless concept. Dawn could feel things changing inside of her already overly-pregnant womb. The four babies (who would have been over a year old by now if they had been born at 9 months) were embedding themselves in her uterus in such a 5-dimensional way that it seemed as if they had been there all along.

The skin of her belly had already had been smoothly stretched to what seemed like its breaking point. But the amazing tensile strength of the human uterus was proving to be triumphant over the enormous degree of fluid pressure pushing outward from within her. Soon her belly had expanded so large that her belly-skin was stretched until it was almost shiny! Dawn reached up from her reclined position, and touched the top of her belly (just under her breasts). It felt perfectly dry, but was so shiny that it LOOKED like she was drenched with sweat!

She could feel her pregnant body growing heavier and heavier, and was becoming more and more aroused the more her large belly expanded outward!

Kerri was also ecstatic. As far as she knew, Dawn's plan was working (as much as Dawn had told her of it, anyway). Kerri felt her belly, finally, after all these months, returning to its normal size. Her skin was contracting, along with the rest of her tissues, and her belly was getting smaller. She felt less and less heavier every second! The feeling of being grossly, enormously, over-pregnant was fading! She cherished the experience of being pregnant as much as any other woman, but with what she had been through these past several months, this was a great relief to her taxed body and mind.

And then, suddenly, the power went out...

* * * * * * * * * * *

Juanita was practicing her breathing and stretching in preparation for going into labor. She’d been hoping that she and Dawn could’ve practiced together, being as how they were both 9 months along with Octuplets. She was very careful not to practice too hard, lest she accidentally begin labor. She had to be careful. She had to move slowly and gently, for too much jostling could rupture her amniotic sac, and with no one else around that would be very bad. All 8 of her unborn babies seemed to be peacefully asleep. Juanita was worried that as soon as they woke up, they'd get rowdy inside her belly like they usually did. Being this far along, Juanita was sure that they would rupture her from within, and childbirth would begin.

She felt like a giant overfilled water-balloon with a very thin layer of rubber, that had been balanced precariously in a delicate position. If anything disturbed her too much, she was sure she would pop! And she knew that even if nothing did, she would pop anyway, and very, very soon now.

Rick was looking after her now 5 month old daughter, Tanya (the one that Kerri had given birth to for her). In her present condition, she was in no shape to take care of her baby.

Knowing that today was almost certainly the day that her water would break, she had been practicing in the Delivery Center of the Maternity Barracks. No sense in waiting until it began, and then rushing to get there, she figured. Not when just being there in the first place made much more sense.

She felt movement within her belly, either an arm or a leg, she couldn’t tell which, and thought "Here we go, this is it! They're waking up! My sac will rupture now for sure!" But then the movement stopped. False alarm. But she knew the real thing loomed ominously closer!!

The door opened, and to Juanita's surprise, in walked Kerri! The last time she had seen Kerri, she had been to big to stand up, let alone walk, but nevertheless, in she waddled! Her belly, while still a mammothly round protrusion of taut skin, seemed significantly smaller that when she had last seen it.

She had a very worried look on her face. Juanita took several slow, deep breaths to slow her heart rate down (no sense in going into labor due to surprise when there’s obviously important news to be had!). After she was sure she had delayed the inevitable by a few more brief moments, she turned her head to face Kerri, who was slowly and awkwardly lowering herself down onto the other birthing mat, next to Juanita’s.

"Kerri? You're...smaller! I mean, you're still pretty big, but not as...what happened? Where's Dawn?"

Kerri managed to get herself into the same birthing position that Juanita was in, and then turned her head to face Juanita.

She explained what Dawn had told her about Dawn's idea to "cure" her endless-pregnancy-condition. She went on to explain that they had almost finished, when one of the Q-bulbs (a vital component, necessary to properly shape the 5-D portal) had blown out. As a result, for a fraction of a second, the shape and direction of the 5-D portal had been completely random! Luckily, the Safety Protocols had detected the malfunction right away and cut the power, thus avoiding the entire colony being turned into little bite-size chunks floating aimlessly through 5-dimensional space.

Kerri concluded by telling Juanita that, in that fraction of a second before the power was cut, four of Dawn's 9-month along Octuplets had been shunted into Kerri, and that’s why she was now in the process of preparing herself to give birth to them.

Juanita tried to digest this rapid download of information. "So, you finally get to give birth. Congratulations! I was wondering where Dawn had gone off to.

The guys should be here in about a half hour or so, although I'm starting to feel like I may be starting without them. Is Dawn having some robots bring her?"

Kerri frowned.

"Well, before we started, Dawn DID say it was just a theory, and that it might not cure the condition...that was why she felt she had to take the risk herself...and...

Juanita gasped.

"Oh! You mean now SHE'S twenty-three and half months pregnant?? With the FOUR you were carrying all that time, PLUS the other four octuplets she still has in her? My God! She’ll NEVER get to the birthing lab in time, no matter HOW many robots are helping her!"

Kerri frowned. She felt guilty. Two hours ago she thought that she was going to be pregnant with four constantly-growing babies, for the rest of her life. Now she was preparing to give birth at last, but Dawn, who would have been about to go into labor right now, would now be carrying those four, plus four others who would also likely never stop growing. In her rational mind, Kerri knew it was not her fault, and that Dawn knew, and accepted, the risks. But in that irrational part of mind that all humans have, she still felt as though she were somehow responsible for Dawn’s fate.

"Dawn...well...um... she won't be needing to get to a birthing lab." Kerri let Juanita absorb what she was implying, then continued. "Her theory turned out to be wrong. She won't be going into labor, period. What's worse is that whatever strange medical reason was preventing me from giving birth, and which is now in her, also seems to be affecting the other four of the octuplets that she still has. They probably would've been born today, but now it looks like they never will be."

Juanita, opened her mouth to tell Kerri not to blame herself, when suddenly her sac ruptured like an erupting volcano! It took them both by surprise (Juanita hadn’t felt her babies waking up, but she knew they were definitely awake NOW!). All the sudden excitement caused Kerri’s sac to rupture in a violent tidal-wave of fluid as well.

The Medical Monitoring Computers alerted the men, who stopped their respective tasks and began rushing to the Maternity Barracks.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Dawn smiled down at her enormous, gargantuan behemoth of a pregnant belly. She patted it gently, and felt herself become moist between her legs. Her plan had worked at last! Despite all the failures and setbacks, she would now, finally, be enormously over-pregnant for the rest of her life, just as she had always dreamed!!

And best all, Kerri didn’t have to suffer any longer (Dawn had never meant to do anything to her, and was glad she could now give birth at last), and no one suspected her of any wrong-doing.

Kerri and Juanita gave birth to twelve healthy babies (Kerri four and Juanita eight). Four were boys and eight were girls. Everyone had a hard time keeping track whose was whose though, but it hardly mattered since everyone would be acting in a parental capacity anyway!

The colony’s long-term growth and survival was more than assured when the hydroponics-domes each had nearly a 20% surplus, they finally got all the bugs out of all the equipment, and, last but not least, three months later Kerri and Juanita were each successfully impregnated with octuplets again!

Kerri didn’t mind getting huge, knowing that this time, it would end after nine months. She and Juanita had many, many octuplet-pregnancies in their future. After all, now that Dawn was no longer able to contribute to the population, they had to pick up the slack!

It would be nearly seventy years before they would have contact with any other human beings, but when that day finally came, the colony would be thriving!

And through it all, happily overpregnant Dawn just kept growing and growing.

The End, of Part V, and of “Galactic Expansion”.



(But that doesn’t mean there won't be sequels!! -3124_Waxamanac)




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