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The Science of Slavery

Part 3

3.

After recovering from her sickness for a few minutes, Nancy digested her new
information.  Ok, she thought, I have two months until I give birth to triplets. 
I have one week of school left until I am confined to my cell and this basement
for the rest of my short life.  Do not forget the pills, If he sees me aging, I
will be sorry.  She slumped back in her straw.  Her vagina was oozing the
semen-blood mixture again, so she sat over the drain so she didn't contaminate
her cell.  If she would be spending ten years in it, it had better be clean. 
That would be some decency at least.

Her tiny meal came, pill-less now, two times before she fell asleep, homework
done.

The next morning, she awoke to feel lumps growing under her breasts.  Her new
breasts were growing very fast.  Dark patches in the centers indicated future
nipples.  Near future, like three weeks until they were fully developed.  Her
current breasts were still on their way to becoming D cups, a few drops of milk
could be seen on the tips of the nipples.  Leaking.  A sign of too many
hormones.  Those pills.  Nancy took her left breast in both hands, and applied
pressure back to front.  A thin jet of milk squirted out into the straw.  She
then angled her nipple as best she could at her mouth.  She squeezed her breast
again.  The milk shot into her mouth.  It was delicious.  What is more, she felt
a bit of strength return after she was done drinking.  She thought, could this
be my first step towards escape?.

Nancy also felt hungrier than usual.  That must be my new daughters beginning to
develop, she realized.  To her joy, she got four bites of burger today.  She
figured one for her, and one for each baby.  She was also allowed her weekly
hose down and shave.  Since she would be naked from now on, she did not shave
her pubic hair.  Even that tiny amount of coverage was better than none.  Plus,
she was not a fan of having cuts all over her pubis and labia.  She had
naturally long and thick pubic hair, so now with only access to a razor, it
would be easiest in general to let it grow.



At school it was becoming more difficult.  All of her breasts were growing fast,
so she had to wear loose clothing, mostly hooded sweatshirts, to hide the four
lumps now inhabiting her chest.  She also noticed that her pants were beginning
to get tighter.  Her stomach was expanding already!  She was almost a week into
her two month pregnancy!   Of triplets none the less.  She was only fifteen and
not sure that her body was big enough to handle growing, then ejecting, three
babies.  Being underfed and over tired didn't help.  She began to wonder if she
would die in childbirth.

She had not seen her best friend Tina all week.  She had not seen her since
before...everything happened, and really wanted and needed a friend right now. 
Tina had been close to Nancy ever since kindergarten.  People thought that they
were lesbians by the way they acted around each other.  Sometimes they
encouraged the idea, sometimes they ignored it.  They never denied it, however,
because they did not know if it was true or not. 

Tina wasn't there Monday through Thursday.  Each day of Tina's absence brought
Nancy more disappointment.  Thursday night Nancy though about Tina.  Would they
never meet again?  She couldn't bare the thought.  She just had to see Tina
again, just one more time before she was gone forever. 

Nancy awoke suddenly in the night.  She was happy, excited and nervous, for she
had remembered something that might be the key to her salvation: Tina's dad was
a metal worker!!! 

Friday morning Nancy looked at her body.  Her breasts had stopped hurting and no
longer felt swollen.  This was because finally, after a week, all four had
stopped growing.  Four D cups were not easy to hide.  Also, her stomach was now
excave.  Not thanks to nourishment (she was still not being fed enough), but
thanks to her daughters.  She did not look pregnant yet, but probably would in a
week or so.  She had the stomach of a girl her age who was not athletic at all,
but that disguise would not last long.  Tina.  Tina and her dad were the answer. 
Tina would be there for her, as she always was. 

And to her great joy and relief, there was Tina, on the bus.

"Oh Tina, than god you are here.  At lunch, I really need to speak with you.  It
is beyond important."  Nancy was on the brink of tears of joy, and was speaking
almost too fast.

"Ok ok chill out.  Lunch...where?"  Tina was not angry, just surprised and
concerned.  Oh beautiful, kind and smart Tina!

"Playgound, in the corner with the trees."  With that, Nancy hugged Tina close. 
Tina was expecting to feel the two usual soft contacts of Nancy's breasts, but
felt four.  And bigger.  Tina stared, confused, at Nancy.  "At lunch, I will
tell all."  They left it at that, going their separate ways upon leaving the
bus.



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