All in the Name of Science
by Miss Mouse

Warning: this story describes a woman carrying a tentacle monster in her stomach and birthing it through her mouth in a semi-traumatic fashion. If that doesn’t sound good to you then you probably shouldn’t read it.

The egg was only the size of a marble, but Kallie still hesitated. It was an orange-ish yellow, slick and ever-so-slightly soft to the touch. The thing reminded her of a pearl or a beautiful, alien jawbreaker. If she tried, she could almost make herself think of it as food, but that did little to embolden her.

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