Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: "Dexter v20 – Chapter 1"

Chapter 1 – Existence

Dexter returned home from school, sad, depressed and exhausted. He was in a real state. With a great deal of effort, he walked into the living room, heaving his backpack, which was about his body weight. It was surprising he had not toppled over. He dumped the bag next to the sofa, which his dad was sitting on, watching the football game. Dad towered high over Dexter, a giant compared to him. He hung his head, and walked past his dad, climbing onto the sofa, and settling, sitting by his Dad’s side. Dad continued to watch the game. “Ahem!” coughed Dexter “Hey son, I didn’t notice ya!” replied Dad. Dexter sighed, “Neither did I.”, before he looked up at the TV. All he could see though were several scattered around him, as his glasses were broken from an earlier fight. He took them off, but could only see nothing but a blur now. Dexter frowned. “Oh why the long face son?” asked Dad. Dexter gave a deep breath, before speaking. “Just some guys at school again, think it’s funny to push me around, like a football. Like a can on the ground.” Dad sat back and began to watch the game again, this conversation all too familiar to him. “Oh I’m sure they didn’t mean it son!” “What? There’s no way they couldn’t have meant it! You’d have to be stupid to…” then Dexter made a revelation, “You know, maybe they don’t. Upon evaluation, it’s entirely logical. Maybe, they y just don’t see me. After all, I constantly feel like nobody even notices m…” “TOOOOOOOUCHDOWN!” Dad yelled, leaping around the room in excitement. Dexter felt like the room shook and boomed as his dad leapt from side to side in celebration, before he settled back down to watch the game again. Dexter looked up at dad, his heart felt quite it was being squeezed… before he collected himself, and hung his head. He sighed and walked for the stairs. Before he made his way into his room, he glanced towards Dee-dee’s closed door. He heard her giggle behind it, and it could do nothing but remind him of the oh so dreadful woe he would endure every weekend. He could hear them now.. “Its my turn Lee Lee!” “No Mee Mee, its mine!” “Quiet both of you!” Dee-dee shouted, “I’m the mummy tonight, you can be daddy” she said pointing to Mee Mee, “And you Lee Lee can be my good friend Emily round for a dinner party!” “But you were mummy last time” replied Lee Lee, with growing anger in her voice. “PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!”, a small figure in a diaper shouted, the three girls turned to him, “Can we just get this ridiculous procedure over and done with?” Dexter yelled, his arms on his sides. The three girls held their mouths, trying to resist laughing out loud, but they simple couldn’t. Dexter just look far too silly. Dexter gave a deep sigh, looking back up at the door, Dee-dee giggling behind. She was probably having the exact same flashback now. Dexter entered his room, and locked the door, with little enthusiasm, before he walked to his bookcase.

Chapter 2 – Revelation

`Why is it that I am cursed with such a challenged body? In all the random outcomes of every result of every cause in all of space and time, why me?’ These thoughts raced through Dexter’s mind, as he arrived to his desk, the computer softly humming above him. `Things can’t possibly get any worse’ Dexter thought, before the computer interrupted. “Dexter, monitor A7 has detected a foreign anomaly residing on your forehead. Suggestion, immediate identification.” Dexter gulped, and slowly raised his hand to his head. There defiantly was something there. He rushed around the lab, looking for a mirror, but he couldn’t find one, quickly his nerves were bubbling up. Until he found a highly reflective cylinder attached to a large machine, almost like a chamber. He peered into the reflection, and there was a bump, on his head. Dexter pressed it, and it stung a little. “Oh! Computer, full scan procedure please, optical, thermal, ultrasonic, full anti-matter, cross-dimensional.” The room glowed red, as the computer shot a concentrated scanning beam at the small lump on his head. It felt warm now; it must have been thoroughly scanned. “Results: A mixture of human blood and cellular debris, surrounded by build-up of human sweat, most likely released as an effect of stress. Anomaly identified as acne vulgar is.” “Acne?” Dexter replied “How do I get rid of this computer?” “Based upon your molecular structure, daily physical activities, scientific lifestyle, non-existent popularity and low-self esteem, acne is predicted to be a recurring issue until you reach adulthood” “No computer, you are wrong!” Dexter hastily replied, “I’m the greatest boy genius on the planet, I’m going to find a cure!” Dexter ran to a nearby cupboard containing a number of chemicals contained within various glass containers. He swung open the door, and reached for one, but he couldn’t. Monkey sat in a cage next to the cupboard. Looking at Dexter, the monkey yelled loudly, but Dexter yelled back, “Quiet!” “Dexter, may I advise directing your mobility droid over…” “SHUT UP!” Dexter yelled at the computer, as he began to climb the shelves, with some great difficulty. As he shimmied along one, his hand landed on an acid spillage. As he heard his glove begin to bubble, he quickly let go, losing his balance, and bringing the cupboard down with him. The monkey sat silent, and covered its eyes. Chemicals smashed all around him, lasting for a painful few seconds, until there was nothing but silence. Dexter grabbed his hair, and was close to tearing it out, but instead he yelled so loud, that it echoed in the darkest corners of his expansive lab. This was the last straw, Dexter couldn’t take it anymore. “Computer!” Dexter cried, “I can’t take it anymore computer… My body’s unbearable, it’s flawed beyond repair… And there’s nothing I can do.” A flood of tears erupted from Dexter’s eyes, as he collapsed to the floor, almost unable to breathe because he was crying so hard, the personal struggle that painful to him. The computer processed what it observed, and somewhere within its AI, some new form of programming evolved, within the space of a few milliseconds, but none-the-less it happened. The computer began to miscalculate various background processes, and had the compulsive urge to address Dexter. The computer hovered towards him. “Dexxxxzzzz”, the speech modulator glitched, the computer stuttered. Was this empathy? The computer with no control began to emit a modulating high pitched hum, as if it were almost crying… before it short-circuited, and repeated its last primary function. The room glowed bright red again, as the computer uncontrollably shot every wave in existence, in a deadly and concentrated beam. They ricocheted around the room, hitting various objects, smashing glass, piercing the thickest metal. The monkey grabbed the bars of its cage, jumping around in an attempt to dodge these beams. Dexter shot to his feet. “COMPUTER!” Dexter ran to the main power circuit, and pulled the plug, shutting down everything in the lab, and losing progress on several hundreds of experiments, but no, the computer continued to shoot, the room now a bright red being lit by nothing but these deadly beams. Dexter ran to the central computer monitor, and shouted. “You’ve got to stop! You’ve got to stop!” The computer recognized his command, and slowly, it regained stability, shortly running its background services again. “Unknown error, I apologize” the computer said, before it lost complete power, Dexter now standing in complete darkness, in the cold and silent lab.

Chapter 3 – Fertilization

There was silence as the chaos settled. Both Dexter and the monkey sat in silence in the darkness, until a subtle but ever-present light began to emerge in the corner of the lab. “What is this?” Dexter said to himself, as he walked towards the light, a soft ambient green glow filling the area. It was Dexter’s disposal facility. Whilst a range of metal’s, plastics and papers had been organized into various large containers for disposal, the compost heap emitted a radiant light. Where dying foliage had rested there beforehand, bright flowers crawled out of the soil, bright and colourful, healthy and alive. “How can this be? This was all waste?” Dexter said aloud, staring at the organic pile of growth. Where death had previously laid, life was blossoming. Dexter rushed to the central power, and switched the mains back on. Slowly, the lights in the lab began to flicker onwards, a humming spreading throughout the vast chasm, and a familiar voice greeting him once again. “Hello Dexter”. “Computer, what is the cause of this extraordinary behaviour from my compost heap?” The computer briefly examined the compost heap, then replied.. “Observations show that these plants have very recently received a surge of unexplainable accelerated growth.” Dexter rolled his eyes. “Is there not anything that could have caused this?” The computer searched its archives, before it recalled that it had lost control of its core operations. “This is a result of a catastrophic error, residing in the AI. Suggestion form of action: Dispose of current AI, and begin afresh.” Dexter was shocked, “No no no Computer! Don’t be silly! This is a scientific breakthrough. Somehow, you’ve taken once living cells which had surpassed their natural lifespan, and breathed new life into it. These cells weren’t necessarily ripe for reproduction, but together, some trigger, and a ripe reproductive environment resulted in them being able to do so!”. Suddenly, an idea hit Dexter, as suddenly as the flowers had bloomed. It was the solution to all his problems, a perfect plan. “Dexter?” the computer enquired with a strange, illogical, but growing need to understand what he was thinking. “I will be reborn” Dexter replied, “I will design a new body, flawless, improved, no, Perfect! Within the space of a day, my new body will quickly grow, and once I return, I’ll be free to live the normal life that I deserve! Ha!” Dexter laughed; it all seemed so simple now. “Using a sample of my own DNA, I’ll perfectly replicate my traits, my personality and my genius! Only I’ll modify the body, to be perfected, crafted for my needs. It will be beautiful.” Dexter danced, almost floating in pure happiness, as he imagined his perfect body, “Tall, handsome, strong, perfect eyesight, Oh computer, it’s so easy!” The computer continued to observe Dexter, as happiness spread throughout him. The computer said nothing, not wanting to interrupt this rare moment of pure joy, from her new object of desire. Dexter headed over to a desk, plucked a hair from his head, and placed it in a plastic container. He then placed it in a high-energy scanner, which processed the follicle, producing a computer generated image on the monitor. Dexter’s pixelated, naked body stood barely one foot off the ground. “Oh, I’ll make a little adjustment here, and another there!” Dexter sung, as he crafted himself a new body on the computer. A stunning object of desire that would not only benefit Dexter immensely, but also wow all the girls he could think of. Dexter looked at the monitor, a smug smile spread across his face. “Yes, that’s me, Dexter 2.0! Computer, fetch me a fertile egg!” “But Dexter, I feel I must warn you that…” “Silence Computer, just hurry up and fetch me that egg!” “As you wish” the computer replied, before it floated around the labs. It soon returned. “The egg is contained within this test tube”. “Excellent” replied Dexter, before he placed his hair into the tube also. Dexter smiled. “Dexter, may I remind you that this is no way to successfully fertilize a new life form” “Aaah!” replied Dexter, “But you are forgetting something! Computer, repeat last command!” “But Dexter..” the computer replied, a growing worry in her voice. “Do as I command!” replied Dexter, “Fire the beam!” The room glew red once again, as the computer shot every wave known in and out of existence at the test tube. The hair fizzed, and burnt like a fuse, before it looked like nothing was left. The computer powered down, and nothing was left, but the warm, glowing test-tube. Dexter picked it up with some pliers. “Yes!” Dexter shouted with enthusiasm, “YES!” “But Dexter” the computer persisted, “All you have achieved is the creation a primitive clone of yourself. The egg’s been fertilized, but no viable life is developing. Dexter, you haven’t…” “Silence computer!” Dexter shouted, “Follow me computer.” He said, as he took the test tube towards the machine he stood by earlier. There were two large cylinders, with doors attached. He opened one door, and inside, was nothing but empty space. He placed the test tube in the centre of the container, and locked the door, before he opened the other and proceeded inside. “Dexter! There is a high probability of catastrophical consequences. Is this the wisest possible course of action you could be taking?” the computer asked with some concern. Dexter gave a heavy sigh, as he undressed, he replied, “Computer, this is something I just have to do. This machine will transfer what you would call, my soul, my current personality, my knowledge, into this newly fertilized lifeform. Together with the new waveform we’ve discovered, it’ll permanently maintain its presence in the body. I doubt you could ever understand.” He threw his clothes to the side, standing before the floating computer monitor, bare naked, as the day he was born. He stood only a foot off the ground, small, soft and weak. “This body isn’t me computer, I feel like, I’m trapped inside a vessel with little use.” The computer processed what it observed, “Dexter”. “I have to do this computer. Once the process is complete, feed the test tube substance into the bathroom water stream, monitor my mother for any unusual activity and preserve my original body. I need you to follow this plan without fail, 24/7! Understand?” Dexter, now shivering in the cold, walked into the chamber, about to shut the door. “Dexter!” the computer yelled, “What if your plan fails? What if I never see you again?” Dexter was shocked, never had his computer said something so, human. He peered up into the huge, glowing eyeball of the central computer, he stared deep into it. But alas, it didn’t change a thing. “My mum should be taking a shower any minute, nothing will fail. But if you don’t see me computer…” he said, as he looked back at the computer one last time, before looking away, “then initiate protocol red.” Dexter spat out. He was about to lock the chamber door, before the computer erupted, “Dexter! Please reconsider! You really want me to sh…” Dexter looked back, at the floating monitor the computer chose to actively reside in, and it stopped talking. He slowly approached it, and placed on it a soft kiss. The computer said nothing. “Goodbye computer” Dexter sobbed, before he locked the door and the machine powered up. The lab shook as the machine powered up, and began its transfer. Its humming echoed throughout the lab, Dexter’s life form slowly erupting from his body, and travelling to the other chamber. There, desperately seeking a newly habitable body, it grabbed only the physical structure of the newly fertilized egg, and resided. The machine powered down, and there was silence. The compute thought over and over again, but could not make any logical sense. “He wants me to shut down the entire lab?”

Chapter 4 – Conception

Dexter’s mom came out of her bedroom, in a long soft robe. Heading for the bathroom, she was ready to take her evening shower. “ME ME ME! ME FIRST!” Dee-Dee shouted, running straight past her into the bathroom. She locked the door. “Dee-dee! You impolite little…” mum began to curse, before Dee-Dee replied… “Ohhh! But I don’t want to miss the movie tonight, its starting real soon!” Mum pondered, “Ok, but be quick!” “Yhey” Dee-Dee squealed with delight. Back in the lab, the computer summoned an android, who opened each chamber. Inside one, lay a now still and lifeless Dexter. Well, what once was Dexter. Now all that remained was his cold naked body, drool running down the side of his mouth. The android carried it away, carrying out Dexter’s stated commands. The computer then summoned another android, who opened the other container. As the hot smoke erupted from the container, all that remained inside was the same test-tube. The android approached it, and delicately lifted it up. “Attach the test-tube to the bathroom water supply immediately” the computer commanded. The android slowly, emerged out of the chamber, holding a test-tube. “Please be careful” the computer said. Inside the test-tube, a number of cells began to divide at an increasing rate. Inside the test-tube, Dexter began to develop once again. In the bathroom, Dee-Dee quickly and eagerly stripped her clothes off, standing in the shower bare naked. Her arms and legs almost nothing but skin and bones, but her hands and feet huge in comparison. Her soft, slim and tender frame looked barely stable enough to support her, but somehow, she lept into the shower with a gliding grace. She stood under the shower hose, and switched it on. There was a rumbling in the lab, as the diverted water current fed through an intricate plumbing setup established in the lab, at which one end was the test-tube. Its contents were sucked through a vacuum, and glazed with various protective chemicals and fluids, before it blended into the water stream. Dexter flowed down the pipework towards the bathroom, unconscious, yet alive, nothing more than a single, microscopic egg, he embarked on perhaps the most dangerous journey of his life. “What’s taking the water so long?” Dee-dee asked herself, stairing into the nozzle, before it began to spit out warm water, over her soft body. “Yhey!” Dee-dee squealed. She began to cleanse her body, with shower-gel, and shampoo. Fairly soon though, Dexter had arrived. He spat out of the shower hose, contained within a single droplet of water, which landed on Dee-Dee’s stomach. As she continued to cleanse herself, she then rubbed her waist with both hands, before cleansing her genitals with a build-up of pleasant smelling lather. It was pure chance that Dexter had reached his destination, but it was a leather chance he was willing to take. As Dee-Dee continued to sing, rinsing the puffy lather from her, long and delicate hair, Dexter slowly descended inside Dee-Dee, and eventually, settled within her womb. The accelerated growth of the egg caused it to settle with force, immediately lodging itself in the cushion of Dee-Dee’s womb, growing and growing. Dee-Dee emerged from the shower, feeling refreshed, and ready for the weekend ahead. She dried herself, and threw her nighty on. Inside of her, Dexter had now developed his umbilical cord. He was now a connected, biological part of Dee-Dee. As his limbs and organs rapidly formed, he took a more embryonic state. He had not yet developed consciousness though, and for now, his soul rested in an eternal state, as his body quickly formed inside of Dee-Dee. As all of this had happened, the computer logged that Mum had begun to prepare dinner, as Dexter had requested. Dee-Dee leapt out of the bathroom, and zipped downstairs to watch the evening film. “Hey, have you seen your little brother?” Mum asked. Dee-Dee scratched her head, before Dad replied, “He seemed quite sour, he went straight to his room, he hasn’t come out since. He spends an awful lot of time up there.”. “Aww he’ll be ok” Mum replied, “He’s a little fighter. If somethings up, he’s find a way through it.” Mum left to fetch their dinner, the smell now filling the living room. Dee-Dee licked her lips, before she dug in, and watched the film with mum and dad. It was getting late, and Dee-Dee was sleepy. She headed straight to bed, and drifted into a deep sleep almost immediately, entirely unaware of what was happening to her. As she lay in her bed, dreaming of sparkling ponies, and sweet candy and honey, hormones spread throughout her body, preparing her for what was to come. Dee-Dee smiled, as she dreamt; as the sun began to set, and the humble silence of the night crept in. Dexter woke up, feeling a little dizzy. He felt as if he had woken from a bad night sleep. He pulled his hand up to his face to rub his eyes, but he couldn’t; his hands were webbed, he had no fingers. Dexter tried to focus, but he realized he couldn’t, his eyes hadn’t developed yet. Then it struck him; the experiment was a success, he now had a new body, developing inside his mum once again. He knew that he couldn’t, but he felt like he was smiling. He kicked around for a short while, swimming in the warm, soft fluid, before shortly he felt exhausted once again. His head was spinning. With his sausage-like limbs, he swam to the edge of the womb, where he laid against it. Cushioned by the soft, wall of the womb, he slumbered. “Not long now” he thought, happiness filling him, and he drifted into a deep sleep. As she tossed and turned in her sleep, Dee-Dee placed her hand on her belly, as oblivious to them both, Dexter grew inside.

Chapter 5 – Pregnancy

“Honey! Time for breakfast” Mum yelled, as the smell of freshly prepared food drifted up the stairs. Dad just rolled in bed however, and covered his head with a pillow. “You too Dee-Dee, quick its getting cold! Dexter, Breakfast time!” she yelled. Dee-dee stumbled into the room in her nightie, sleepier than usual, her hair frizzy and rough, her eyes barely open. Although she had been sound asleep, she had tossed and turned all night in a sweat, as Dexter’s accelerated growth took a real strain on Dee-Dee’s body. She was famished, and felt like she was going to be sick. Dexter slept inside of her, with a now well-formed face, fingers and toes. You couldn’t say Dee-Dee was awake, but still she briskly rushed to the table and sat down. Slopping back into her chair, she opened her eyes with some great effort, the blurry table slowly coming into view. In front of her laid a full breakfast. Piles of pancakes, a large jug of orange juice, freshly prepared soft sausage and hot crispy bacon. She took a huge sniff, it smelt delicious. She licked her lips, before her stomach churned, and gave a huge grumble. Dee-Dee looked puzzled for a moment, before she grabbed her knife and fork and dug right in. She wasted no time at all, shoving her breakfast down her throat as quick as possible. She picked up a huge pile of pancakes, covered in syrup with her fork, and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing softly, the rich sweet taste a treat to her, and she shallowed. She poured the jug of orange juice down her throat, before she scooped every last piece of food on her plate and before she knew it, it was empty. She didn’t feel as sick anymore, but she still felt hungry; in fact, she didn’t feel at all less hungry. She looked back at her mum, she was washing dishes. Dee-Dee quickly swapped her empty plate with Dexter’s full plate, and began to choke that down too. “Surely Dexter wouldn’t mind would he?” Dee-Dee thought, “Oh that’s not important! I’m sooo hungry!!” “Dee-Dee, have you seen your brother around?” Mum asked, peering back at Dee-Dee, “I haven’t seen him at all!” “Dexter?” Dee-Dee said nervously, her mouth full of half eaten sausage. She gulped it down, a huge bulge travelling down her throat into her stomach. “Oh, erm, you just missed him!” she said, trying to avoid stealing his food, “He zipped down, had his dinner and just rushed straight back to his la… erm, bedroom..” “Oh the poor thing” Mum said, now looking at Dexter’s empty space at the table. “He must be up to his head in homework.”. “Not like that’s hard, right mum?” Dee-Dee laughed. Her stomach churned again, loudly. It caught mum’s attention, “Dee-Dee was that you?”. Dee-Dee was silent. She knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn’t. But as her belly started to churn again, she knew she had to. “Erm, mum? Erm, have we got any Pony Puffs left?” she asked, imagining them in her mouth now, licking her lips. “Aww” Mum sympathized, “I guess you’re not in the mood for a big breakfast? Sure, perhaps thats just what you need”. Mum grabbed a bowl, and poured Dee-Dee a huge bowl of Pony Puffs filled with milk. Dee-Dee almost snatched it from her, and gulped it down, barely even crunching them before she swallowed. Within the space of 10 seconds, the bowl was empty. Mum was very unimpressed. “Dee-Dee, you selfish, greedy girl. You’re going to get very fat, very quickly if you eat food that fast.” Dee-Dee crossed her arms, and swang on her chair to face away from her mum “No way! Nuh-uh!” “Is that right Dee-Dee? Well what do you call THIS?” Mum said, as she grabbed Dee-Dee’s nightie. “HEY!” Dee-Dee shouted, “What are you doing mum!?”, but mum lifted it high, revealing her naked waist. Dee-Dee looked down, and her jaw dropped, she couldn’t believe what she saw. Her belly, the same belly she saw yesterday in the shower, the same perfectly slim and toned tummy, was nothing but the same. She was chubby. Whatever was inside pressed her entire gut outwards, protruding, round and soft. It was packed and tight. Mum looked at it with a frown, before turning to Dee-Dee, who looked back sheepishly, “Erm… I” she could barely even begin to speak before her tummy, which now seems to have some kind of mind of its own, gave a uncomfortably audible gurgle. Dee-Dee turned red. Mum pulled her nighty back down. “I think you’ve had enough breakfast Dee-Dee” mum replied, “If you eat anymore, you’re just going to get into a routine of eating more than you should! You’re a very pretty girl Dee-Dee, you don’t want to spoil that do you?” Dee-Dee dropped her head, before mum get back up to clean the dishes. Dee-Dee stood up, about to head to her room, but she gave one last look at the table. Dad’s plate remained, still warm. Dee-Dee fluttered, she couldn’t control it. She ran up to the table, and started to shove Dad’s breakfast down her as quickly as possible. As she popped the last sausage into her mouth, Mum turned around, and spotted her. Dee-Dee’s eyes popped open, like a deer in headlights. “DEE-DEE!” Mum shouted, and then Dee-Dee ran upstairs as quickly as she could. Dexter was given a rude awakening, as his body rattled inside of Dee-Dee, as she ran. Dexter rubbed his head with his hands, before noticing they felt different. He then noticed, she could see, bright patches of color. The womb was dark, but he could see. He tried to focus on his hands, and eventually, he made out individual fingers. Dexter smiled. Then he felt funny, his stomach began to give a grumble. He cupped it with his hands, before sliding his hands up his umbilical cord. Looking up, she could see there was something, almost liquid, travelling down the cord. It pumped into his stomach, and he drifted into delightful extasy. “Aaaah! Mum’s cooked herself a full breakfast, bacon”, another surge of gloop, “Mmmm, sausages!”, and another, “EWWW! PONY PUFFS! IS SHE INSANE!?”. Dexter kicked and squirmed. Dee-Dee threw herself into her room, and locked the door. “What was going on?” She thought, “What’s happening to me?”. She grabbed her pink tutu, and white ballet shoes, before stripping her nighty off. She looked at her stomach in the the mirror. It was still pudgy, full and round. Infact, it looked as though it had gotten a little bigger in the last few minutes. Dee-Dee pranced round the room, and rubbed her eyes. She was going mad, this wasn’t normal! She looked back at the mirror, and she almost screamed. Her stomach had pumped a little bigger again! Dee-Dee twiddled her thumbs, before she attempted to ignore it. She grabbed her tutu, and started to put it on, but her stomach prevented it from fitting. “No no no!” Dee-Dee thought. She gave a sharp tug, and heard a loud tear. Dee-Dee froze, before she shook her head, and threw on the rest of her clothes. She walked back to the mirror, and screamed for real. There was a tear right down the middle, exposing a little of her soft pink belly. Dee-Dee ran round, in hysterics, before she jumped onto her bed, and crawled up, beginning to weep a tear. She grabbed her belly with both hands. “What’s going on!?” she said aloud. Dexter was wide awake now. With that amount of rocking around, there was no way he was going to get any sleep. He heard, a muffled, female voice. “MUM!” shouted Dexter, “MUM?!?”. He shouted as loud as he could, but nothing came out of his mouth except for a few small bubbles. Of course, he couldn’t breathe, that wasn’t going to work. Dexter thought, “That must be mum. There MUST be a problem. Why hasn’t computer done anything!?”. Dexter scowled, and clenched is pea sized fists. “What can I d…” he asked himself, before he spotted something. He looked up, and saw it, his umbilical cord was in a knot. “Ugh” Dexter groaned. He grabbed onto the cord, pulling himself up. As he reached the knot, he loosened it, before swimming through the loop he had created. The cord stiffened between his hands, as the food surged through it, and into Dexter. Dexter tingled, “Oooooh! Thats more like it!” he thought. He tugged hard on the umbilical cord, trying to make the food travel faster. Sweat trickled down Dee-Dee’s forehead, utterly confused, scared, and almost a little intrigued. She could now feel waves of heat spreading across her belly. She groaned. She felt a tugging inwards, and then her belly began to rumble. With a loud bubbling, Dexter’s growth surged, and her belly stretched outward. She moaned, as her belly was tightly condensed by her tutu, before another tug, another surge, and the tutu ripped clean apart, her belly now plainly visible. A dark line ran down Dee-Dee’s belly. She sat up, and rubbed it, gasping and clueless. But before she could even began to think, the biggest surge came, and Dexter leapfropped forwards about 4 months in pregnancy. His hairs and nails grew, as the womb became smaller and smaller and smaller. Dee-Dee laid stretched back against her bed, clawing her bedsheets, and kicking her legs. With a pulsing, and throbbing, her belly got larger, and larger, and larger, with an audible sloshing and bubbling. She bit her lip as Dexter did, and soon the swelling stopped. Both Dexter and Dee-Dee lay, exhausted. Dee-Dee took deep, panting breathes, her face red. She placed her hands on her now, and rubbed. She looked like how mum looked, before Dexter arrived many years ago. Dexter could barely move now, he was squashed right up in foetal position. “Hmm, this could be a problem” thought Dexter, “I’m already as big as I was before the transition, I’m not even ready yet.” Dexter thought, and thought. “I’m going to have to make myself heard. Computer will take care of any problems.” And with that thought, Dexter pulled his leg in, ready to shout in the only way he could. Dee-Dee could barely place both hands on it now. She looked up, and her huge belly was almost bigger than her head. Her mouth shook. “What now?” she thought. Before, suddenly, something pushed from inside her, against her hand. Dee-Dee was motionless, for almost a minute, before she ran out of her room, screaming. “DEXTER DEXTER DEXTER!”. A moment later she was in the lab, her belly a little cold from being exposed, to the dry, icy air of Dexter’s laboratory. From a distance, the computer said to an android, “Theres has been no signs of progression with Dexter’s mum. Prepare for protocol red.”. The android nodded. “DEXTER?” shouted Dee-Dee, her voice booming across the lab. “DEXTER!?” The computer spotted Dee-Dee. “Identification?” “DEXTER!? WHERE ARE YOU!? PLEASE!” Dee-Dee cried, into the emptiness. “Identification incorrect. Self-destruct in 2 minutes.” Dee-Dee looked straight at the `Cancel Self-Destruct Sequence’ button, Dexter must surely appear now! She ran to it, and waited. “90 seconds” Dexter wasn’t coming. Dee-Dee was so puzzled. She looked around, and realized, stood next to the button, was a huge cylinder, filled with glowing green goo. She rubbed the condensation off its glass exterior, and peered inside. In there, she saw Dexter’s body, naked, and lifeless. “DEXTER DEXTER DEXTER! “ She banged at the window, “I NEED YOUR HELP! PLEASE DEXTER!”. She slid down onto the floor, against the huge cylinder, and began to cry. “60 seconds” Inside, Dexter paniced, he could hear the muffled voice of the computer, he could hear the alarms. This was bad news. “Oh no! Mum must have discovered the lab!! What do I do!? What do I..”, then he listened harder. “DEXTER” Dee-dee screamed, “Where are you?!”. Dexter thought, then the pieces clicked. He felt the womb wall, the umbilical cord, then everything fell into place. “EWWWWW! COOOOOTIES!” Dexter flinched, squirming and flipping inside. Dee-Dee felt the movement inside, it was disgusting. Looking down, she could now see her belly morph, mould and squirm, as whatever was inside moved around. She screamed. “DEXTER DEXTER! YOU HAVE TO HELP ME NOW!!” she banged at the cylinder, Dexter kicked. “DEXTER PLEASE!” Dexter kicked. “DEXTER!”…. Dexter kicked. Dee-Dee was silent. The echoes of her scream faded away, and were drowned by the fierce alarm. The creature stopped moving. “30 seconds until self destruct” The clock was ticking..

Chapter 6 – First Trimester

Dee-Dee was silent. The echoes of her scream faded away, and were drowned by the fierce alarm. The creature stopped moving. Dee-Dee, slowly placed her hands on her stomach, and squeezed. There was a little body inside. It lay still, before a lump protruded from her. She squeezed softly; and felt a hand, which gripped onto her finger as best it could, through the thick layer of Dee-Dee’s tummy. Her face lit up. She crouched her face, over her round tummy, and spoke to it. “Hello?” Suddenly, the large, chrome computer monitor floated over to her. “20 seconds until self destruct” it shouted. But Dee-Dee noticed something. Attached to the monitor was a large envelope, which read “Use in Emergency”. Dee-Dee grabbed the envelope and ripped it open, revealing what looked like, a really big hair band. “Wha… what do I do with this!?” Dexter replied with a solid kick, and then he flipped inside her, pushing his head around the curve of her waist. Dee-Dee seemed to understand what the creature was trying to say, as she pulled it over her arms, squeezed through it, and wrapped it around her huge distended belly. The band softly vibrated, and there was a familiar voice booming out of the laboratory speakers.. “Computer, deactivate emergency sequence. Security override 6P0K” The sirens stopped, and the lights turned back on. “Acknoledged” the computer replied, “Welcome back Dexter”, before it floated away. “Phew” said Dexter, “That was a close one…” Dee-Dee, too confused now, stumbled to a nearby hovercraft. She collapsed in the miniature Dexter-sized aircraft, her legs slopping out the side, her arms cradled her stomach. “Ok, where are you hiding Dexter, and what have you done to me?” “Hey Dee-Dee” Dexter scowled, “It was an accident, somehow there was a flaw in my plan. If you hadn’t had gotten in the way, this wouldn’t have happened. You’re being stoooopid as always Dee-Dee!” Dee-Dee sobbed, “I don’t care what I might have done anymore, I just want you to fix me! What’s going on Dexter? What’s inside me? Where are you?” There was a short silence. “It’s me Dee-Dee” replied Dexter, “I’m inside you right now, now try to stay cal….” Dee-Dee leapt to her feet in horror. “Wuaargh!” yelled Dexter, as he span inside, “You’re gonna give me a headache, or brain damage, or something.” Dee-Dee looked down, and rubbed her tummy once again, still trying to digest all this information. “So… so how can I hear you?” “It’s all a result of my greatest invention! The band you’re wearing is constructed from a compound entire comprised of nano-machinery. The nanobots are picking up resonating waves pulsing through your amniotic fluid, created by my attempts to speak inside of you, sending the data to the computers speech modulator, and converting that data into speech.” Dee-Dee scratched her head, “Soooo.. you’re hiding by the computer?”, Dee-Dee still not coming to terms with being pregnant with Dexter, and not understanding a word he had just said. “I’m inside of you Dee-Dee!!” yelled Dexter, kicking around in a rage, “The belt’s letting you hear me!”. Dexter was getting too irritated with her, but it was something he’d be willing to put up with. Even if he had to tear right through Dee-Dee, it’d be a sacrifice he’d be willing to take, in the name on gaining himself a new body. Even so, he had the technology to recreate Dee-Dee again. There was nothing that would change his mind. He crossed his arms, and slumbed backwards, against the walls of Dee-Dee’s womb, annoyed. Dee-Dee stood, bewildered for a moment. “Hmm.. well if you’re REALLY inside me, then you won’t mind me.. doing.. THIS!!!” she yelled, as she grabbed Dexter’s aircraft, and smashed it against a wall. Dexter screamed, “DEE-DEE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Dee-Dee let out a huge laugh, as she grabbed most of Dexter’s prized possessions, and smashed them to pieces. “Noo! What are you doing!? STOP DEE-DEE! PLEASE! STOP! I’LL DO ANYTHING!” Dee-Dee stopped, the lab fading to silence once again. Dexter didn’t emerge from any corners of the lab; there was nobody by Dee-Dee. Dee-Dee finally understood, Dexter really was inside of her. She began to rub her stomach with both hands, curious, before Dexter yelled “Don’t touch me!” Dee-Dee threw her hands away, a little offended by the concept of her own body telling her to step back. She calmed down, and walked around the lab, her absolutely giant belly swinging a little to and fro. “Dexter, why are you inside of me?” Dee-Dee asked, as plainly as she could. There was a pause, before Dexter replied, “That’s not important right now Dee-Dee. Besides, it’s none of your business.” Dee-Dee slapped the protruding lump on the side of her belly, what she thought was Dexter’s head, which he confirmed with a sharp “OW!”. “Dont you tell me it’s not my business!” Dee-Dee replied. “You’re inside me, and I didn’t say you could do that. So I want you to treat me with a little more respect!” “Or else what!?” Dexter replied. “Or else I’m going to eat all the Pony Puff’s I can find!” “NOO!” Dexter yelled, “Nooo!” “That’s better!” she said, patting her stomach. Dexter grumbled. “There’s something I need to know though Dexter” she said, “Are you going to grow anymore?” Dexter knew the answer already, there was no way Dee-Dee could ever carry him to full-term, and there was no technology he could use to modify her either with him inside. He was stuck, and he’d have to tear his way out. “DEXTER?” Dee-Dee shrieked, the silence sending a chill up her spine, “Please don’t tell me what I think you’re going to say Dexter!” “It doesn’t matter!” Dexter shouted in his head, “I can rebuild you, it doesn’t matter at all…”. Then his promise, that he would respect Dee-Dee’s body. He imagined her tearing apart, his small soft, bloody body emerging from her corpse. It chilled him, it scared him that he had even thought such a plan was the way to go. “What am I doing?!” thought Dexter. “I don’t know” he replied, “But we can find out.” “How” asked Dee-Dee. “We need to perform a full body-scan” said Dexter. “Computer!” he shouted, the monitor floating back into the room, hovering head-height by Dee-Dee. “Please aid Dee-Dee with the extensive biological scanning procedure. Feed the results though the portable audio resonator.” The computer spat out, what looked like the teat of a milk bottle out of its head, and handed it to Dee-Dee. “Huh? What is this” Asked Dee-Dee. “Dee-Dee, I need you to follow the computer, and do exactly as it says, ok?” “Erm, alright” Dee-Dee replied, and she followed the computer to the scanning chamber, her huge belly swinging side-to-side.

Chapter 7 – Second Trimester

Dee-Dee followed the computer, to a large cylinder, which was humming. After a short while, the door opened, and steam poured out. It was bright inside, the sides of the walls covered in mirrors. The computer approached Dee-Dee, “Please remove your clothing.” “WHAT?” Dee-Dee shrieked in disapproval, “You didn’t tell me anything about THAT Dexter!” “DEE-DEE! You’ve got to follow the computers instructions precisely if we are to get accurate examination results!” “But I’ll be naked!” “Dee-Dee, if we’re going to plan how this is going to work, then you need to get scanned. It’s warm in there, all you have to do is stand.” “But YOU’RE not going to be naked Dexter, that’s no fair!” Dexter slapped his forehead, “Ugh! You idiot, I AM naked Dee-Dee”. Dee-Dee looked at her huge belly, and squealed, “Ewwwww!” “Now hurry up Dee-Dee!” “Ok ok!” replied Dee-Dee. She pulled off all her clothes, and placed them by the side of the machine in a neat pile, standing nude wearing nothing but the large belt interpreting Dexter’s speech. She walked up the stairs, about to enter the chamber door, before the computer stopped her in her path. “Dee-Dee, you haven’t removed all your clothing” Dee-Dee looked puzzled, before Dexter replied, “Oh yeah, you’ll have to take the belt off. The radiation caused by the scan could damage the nanobot structure.” Dee-Dee sobbed, “But I’ll be alone..” “Don’t be silly!” Dexter replied, “I’ll be with you all the way.”, he said, with a gentle kick. Dee-Dee smiled, and cradled her stomach. “That small rubber thing, I need you to pop that somewhere on your belly, so I can hear the results.” “Ok Dexter”, she was about to pull off the belt, when Dexter quickly said, “I want you to know, I didn’t plan this Dee-Dee, and although you’re annoying at times.. We’ll make this work.” Dee-Dee frowned, “You got me into this mess, remember?” Dexter gave a sharp push in the rib-cage, Dee-Dee yelled in pain. She shook her belly around, “Well you can FORGET about me treating you nicely now.” Dexter crossed his arms, and slumped back. “Fine” Dee-Dee, almost red, stripped her belt off, now entirely naked. She didn’t want to hear a single thing from him now. She threw it on her pile of clothes, before popping the sucker on a spot on her belly and walking into the chamber. The door closed, and red lights turned on, the room still quite steamy, and warm, almost like a sauna. There was a humming. Dee-Dee stood in the center of the room, nervous. “Scan in progress”, the voice of the computer echoed in Dee-Dee’s womb. Dexter sat back, waiting for the worst. A series of red beams shot, and spread across Dee-Dee’s body, sensing every fine measurement, and defect. A glowing red ring, expanding from a dot on Dee-Dee’s belly, spreading wide across her body. It felt like somebody was stroking something warm across her skin, it tingled. Dee-Dee giggled, before she noticed something. A figure, there was a figure in the room, that she just couldn’t recognize. Dee-Dee walked through the steam, the scanning beams locked onto her. The figure slowly came into view, when Dee-Dee found, it was herself. She was looking into a mirror, but it wasn’t the Dee-Dee she knew. She glew, a pregnant radiance, she wasn’t just huge, she was enormous, but her toned tummy pulled the contents of her room tight against her. She looked nine months pregnant now, but there wasn’t any sign of damage. She just felt really, really tight. She looked at herself, and imagined Dexter, crawled up inside. Although she hated his guts right now, she couldn’t help but cradle her belly once again, imagining her little brother crawled up inside. “Phase one, results, accelerated foetal growth, healthy and normal. Capacity of mothers biological resources”, Dexter could hear the word now, he knew what he was about to hear.. “critical.”. He nodded, having expected that word… but it slowly sank in. “Oh no…” Dee-Dee saw pivoting, spinning on the spot, and giving her body a thorough inspection in the mirror. She felt different. But then she noticed something else. She looked at her chest, it was bumpy now, her own body had started to change. “Woow.. I’ve got bo”, she started to say out loud, before she realized something, “Dexter can hear me still. I’d better not say that, he wouldn’t want to know.”. About to walk away, curiosity stuck her, and she looked down at the small lumps on her chest. She gave them a rub, they were soft under her hands. “Hmm” she pondered, before suddenly, she felt tingly. There was a rush of energy through her body, and her chest puffed up. Her breasts ballooned up, as if somebody had quickly blown up a balloon. Dee-Dee rubbed her eyes, as her ample breasts now blossomed, as full, but as tight as her belly was. She cupped them; there was some weight to them now. She lied down on the floor, her belly booming outward. Flicking her nipples, in-between her fingers, a weak, but boldly present, new kind of energy, sizzled through her body, like the sweet taste of candy would. “Mmmm” she softly groaned, and squirmed, closing her eyes, and bathing in the heat of the chamber. “The accelerated growth of the foetus has caused an accelerated release of hormones in the mothers body. Side effects may include, accelerated puberty, including rapid breast expansion”. “LA LA LA LA LA!” Dexter yelled, his fingers in his ears, “I’M NOT LISTENING!!”. The computer buzzed, “Scan complete. Estimated time of birth, 2 hours and counting. Estimated time of critical biological error, 1 hour 50 minutes.”, That could only mean one thing, Dexter thought, thats when Dee-Dee would explode. Dee-Dee’s trance was broken by the opening of the chamber door. She laied back, lazy and light-headed, part the weight of Dexter inside her, part the heat, and part her sexual awakening. Before she could get herself up though, something leapt into the room.

Chapter 8 – Third Trimester

Dee-Dee’s trance was broken by the opening of the chamber door. She laied back, lazy and light-headed, part the weight of Dexter inside her, part the heat, and part her sexual awakening. Before she could get herself up though, something leapt into the room. It flew right into her chest, causing her to fall backwards on the ground. It was monkey, who had somehow escaped the cage to find Dee-Dee. “Hey! Hi!” Dee-Dee replied. Monkey looked up at Dee-Dee and smiled. Dexter inside though squirmed about; he couldn’t quite tell what was going on. With Dee-Dee, sitting on the ground, her hand against the floor, Monkey sat on her lap, looking down at Dee-Dee’s active tummy, squirming from left to right. Monkey placed its small hands on its surface. “He-he monkey!” Dee-dee said with a chuckle. Monkey looked back up into her eyes. “It feels real funny doesn’t it!”. Monkeys eyes began to get teary, his mouth quivered. “M-monkey? What’s wrong?” asked Dee-Dee, before monkey wrapped its arms right around her belly, pressing against it. Dee-Dee looked down, at the soft fluffy monkey, bewildered, it had such a tight grip now. Then, monkey planted a gentle and soft kiss on it. Dee-Dee was just creeped out now. “Ok ok, thats enough monkey!” she said as she got to her feet. Monkey stood on the ground, peering up at Dee-Dee, with its huge eyes. “Go on! Shoo! Shoo!” she said, as she pointed at the door. Monkey cautiously ran out into the light of the lab. Dee-Dee scratched her head; what on earth was all that about? Dee-Dee emerged from chamber, the sharp icy air hitting her warm naked body. She wrapped up her arms and shivered. She went to grab her clothes, but found that only the communication belt still laid there. “HEY!” Dee-Dee shouted, before something that looked like a rail on wheels, with long arms zipped into the room, like a loose shopping trolley. There were bright pink clothes hanging from it. The robot spoke. “Dee-Dee, I’ve taken the liberty of crafting you brand new clothing. Its aestethics are identical to your previously damaged clothes, however the fabric and dimensions have been adjusted to suit your new measurements.” Dee-Dee smiled, “Ok.. Well let me get dressed, I’m freezi… ugh..”. Dee-Dee stopped as she spoke, as she felt another rush of energy zip through her. It gathered within her, and zipped up her arms and legs, into her chest, outwards to the tips of her nipples, and ripping back through the surface of her breasts. With each wave, her breasts puffed up, a little larger, and a little larger. They stopped. Dee-Dee looked down, her eyes wide open. They were like a teens boobs, she could even cup them with her hands. “Please..” the robot exclaimed. Dee-Dee put her arms to her side again, before the robot scanned her chest with a laser. “Hey HEY!” Dee-Dee yelled, covering her ample breasts, “Thats private! What do you think you’re doing?”, but then there was a whizzing. On the top of the portable rackmobile, there was what looked like a printer. As its cartridge zipped from side to side, a shiny, black velvety material urged. The printer finished, and the computer grabbed the band with its arms. “Arms up please”. Dee-Dee raises her arms up, and the computer wrapped the fabric around her chest, containing her breasts. It felt like how a bra should, only immensely comfortable. “T-thanks robot!” said Dee-Dee, as she started to grab the rest of the clothes. “The elastic dynamically modifies itself to accommodate the changes you’re currently experiencing” said Robot. Dee-dee slipped her panties and tights on, before she came to her top. She then realized, she had to put that belt back on. She groans, “really, does Dexter really need to talk again? Well, I guess I DO need to hear those results.” Grudgingly, she put the communication belt back on, and slipped her top and tutu back over her. She looked at herself in a mirror attached to the robot. Her clothes looked great, its as if her original ones didn’t tear, only they wern’t tight, and were mega comfortable. “Thanks robot!” Dee-Dee yelled, before it zipped away. Now she was alone. Heavily pregnant in Dexter’s Lab, with nobody but herself… and her brother Dexter. She looked down. He was sitting inside of her, he was right there, it still felt, completely surreal. Really, it should be quite frightening, but Dee-Dee was beyond that now, she was kinda used to her new body. What really frightened her though, was something else. Dexter wasn’t talking, and he sat inside of her, still. She remembered though, he did this to her, he’s got nobody to blame but himself. “DEX-…” Dee-Dee yelled, about to demand answers, but her voice shook. No matter how she felt, she just couldn’t shout at him. After all, Dexter was her brother. Dexter was her baby brother.. Dexter was her baby. Dee-Dee spent a moment, searching for the words to say, before she eventually asked, “Soo… what did it say?”. Dexter didn’t reply, that figure echoed in his mind. Two hours… Two hours… but Dee-Dee felt he must have been feeling the same as her. She caressed her belly, “Come on Dexter, whats going on?” “You’re going to have to stay here for a little while.. Dee-Dee, incase.. incase we need computers help.” Dee-Dee fumed, she was meant to be meeting her friends today. But, Dee-Dee contained what little anger she had, after all, Dexter was trying to help her. “Ok Dexter”, she replied, her hand resting on stomach. There was an awkward silence. They were trapped, in a place where they had nowhere, and nobody but each other. Dexter’s mind wandered. He imagined making the final tweaks for his latest invention, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t do a thing. He wished he could even dream of creating something, but he wasn’t even sleepy. Dexter lay in Dee-Dee’s prison. “What are we gonna do Dee-Dee?” Dexter said. “I know!” said Dee-Dee, “I’ll tell you a story!” “A story?” replied Dexter, confused and a little repulsed, “Why you want to tell me a story?” “Isn’t that what mummies do with their babies” asked Dee-Dee innocently. “I am NOT your baby Dee-Dee!” kicked and squealed Dexter, “This wasn’t meant to happen remember!” Dee-Dee got teary, but swallowed her woe, and sternly exclaimed, “Well, we’ve got nothing to do, so I’M telling you a STORY!” She stormed over to a chair in a huff, and reclined across it, resting her head on her arms. Dexter moaned, trying to get comfortable inside, “Ugh, this should be fun…” he said to himself with every intention of sarcasm he could muster. “Once upon a time”, Dee-Dee almost sang, with a bounce in her voice, “in the far off land of.. erm..” “Are you just making this up?” said Dexter “No Dexter! In the far off land of, um..” Dexter exclaimed, “You’re making this up!” “Umberlott!” Dee-Dee interrupted, “In the far off land of Umberlott, there was a pretty princess named Dee-Dee, and she liked flowers, and ponys and sparkles!” There was a sharp kick inside of her, “Ow! Hey!” Dexter groaned, “This ain’t no story! Wheres the action?” “Dexter!” Dee-Dee said, running her stomach, trying to calm him down, “There isn’t really much action in fairy tales!” “Oh yeah, what is there!?” Dexter retorted. There was silence, “Erm… pretty princesses?!” Dexter kicked and squirmed once again. “Hey stop it!” Dee-Dee shouted. “Well, I don’t want to hear about pretty princesses, and flying unicorns, and butterscotch pudding, or whatever you girls talk about!” Dee-Dee sat up, kinda taken aback. At least she was trying to make an effort. She thought, before possibly the best idea she ever hit her struck her brain like lightning. This couldn’t possibly fail! “I spy, with my little eye..” “DEE DEE! I CANT SEE A THING!” Dexter yelled as loud as he could, nothing but bubbles erupting from his mouth, yet his booming voice echoed through the lab. “Well I don’t see YOU doing anything Dexter! We’re gonna have to spend, however long it takes together, so you’re just going to have to get used to it!” she squealed, with a sharp poke at her belly. It hit Dexter in the gut. “OW!” Dexter yelped. Maybe Dee-Dee was right, maybe he was being a bit too harsh.. but one thing was for certain. He didn’t want to hear about no girly fairy tales. He’d rather sit in silence. She crossed his arms and slumped back against the soft womb. “I’m going to try and get some sleep, shout if you need me Dee-Dee.” Dee-Dee started to get teary, “B-but I’ll be on my own!” Dexter shrugged. The emotion suddenly bubbled up inside of Dee-Dee, tears trickling down her face. This was all too much. She jumped to her feet, and started destroying Dexter’s equipment. “Well how about THIS, and THAT!?” Dexter could hear the crashing from outside. “NO! STOP DEE-DEE! NO!” He pushed and shoved, doing his best to make himself heard, but with each of Dee-Dee’s bounces, he was shot back against the wombs wall, with no control. “DEE-DEE! PLEASE” he shouted. As Dee-Dee destroyed a huge fragile looking glass container, she cried. She cried too hard to hear Dexter, there was nothing she could do about this, at all. With all her strength, she grabbed a huge cold container, and threw it across the room, where it fiercly crashed into a pipe. A cold gas jet out of the pipe continuously, reacting with some sort of huge slushy substance coming out of the damaged container. The pile was as big as a car, and was starting to become solid. The cold gas continued to bellow out of the pipe, until it died down. The pile now looked huge, soft and white. Dee-Dee stopped, and approached it, wiping the tears from her eyes. She knew that smell. “Dee-Dee, what have you done? Tell me Dee-Dee!!” “I think I’ve made an invention of my own!” Dee-Dee replied, “And you call me stupid!” “Dee-Dee, listen to me. Whatever you’ve, just happened to create accidentally could be incredible harmful. I want you to walk away…” “COMPUTER!” Dee-Dee shouted. A computer zipped over, “Can I have a spoon?”. The computer materialized one infront of Dee-Dee. She grabbed it, looking bad at the pile, licking her lips. She approached the pile. “You’re-you’re going to consume some of it? Dee-dee, NO! That stuff could harm you.. or even me! Dee-dee!”. Dexter stopped for a moment though, he could hear squelching, all around him. “Mmm”, he heard, and felt, as the satisfied moan Dee-Dee made vibrated through her body. “Dee-Dee?” he asked, before looking up. Whatever it was had started to travel down the umbilical cord. Dexter’s eyes popped open. “DEE-DEE NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?” Dexter began to panic. With both his hands, he took his umbilical cord, and squeezed tight, trying not to let any of the substance in. It was cold, and surly hazardous. “No no no NO NO!” but the pressure was too strong, and his hands grew weak. He yelled, “NOOOO!” before letting go. The substance surged into his body, making him tingle all over… but then Dexter knew what it was, and a familiar, sweet satisfaction rippled through his body. “Ice cream? You made ice cream Dee-Dee? But ho… oohh..”, Dexter made a strange noise. Eating ice cream through his belly was certainly a little strange. Dee-Dee took her spoon out of her mouth, and licked her lips. “Wha’, did you say something Dexter!” “Wh… no, I erm.. it was nothing” Dee-dee continued to shove the ice cream down her throat, the two of them savouring its sweet taste. “Mmmm” Dee-Dee almost purred. As she took one bigger mouthful, she collapsed backwards. The pile was huge, and although she just wanted to eat every last inch of ice cream that laid before her, she was absolutely stuffed. She rubbed her cool belly, tight both with Dexter, and the ice cream. “Mmm, that was delicious”, Dee-Dee smiled. Inside, Dexter also caressed his stuffed gut, disproportionally large compared to the rest of his body. “I don’t know what you did Dee-Dee, but that was the best ice cream I’ve ever had!” Dee-Dee giggled. “Hey, maybe you’re not so stupid after all!” Dexter said. Dee-Dee’s smile faded away. She couldn’t quite believe what she had just heard. “Wh-what did you just say Dexter?” “You heard me!” yelled Dexter, “I said maybe!”. Dee-Dee frowned. “Honestly, I’d say this invention far surpasses anything YOU’VE managed to cooked up since you made this lab!” Dexter kicked “HEY! I resent that!”. With a fair amount of effort, Dee-Dee lifted herself up from the ground. She must have grown, her belly was mammoth now, a little bit of it poked out from her new dress, which she was told was meant to last! She bit her lip, a little nervous about what was to come, but she placed her hands on her belly once again, and thought of her brother. They had never bonded like this before, it seemed like this was all that mattered right now. She washed her bad thoughts away, and said “So what now Dexter?” Dexter thought, “I’ve got an idea..” Shortly afterwards, as night began to fall outside, Dee-Dee was sitting in something that almost resembled a mini-kart. “Ok Dee-Dee, I’m going to teach you how to drive this thing ok? It’ll be fun!” Dee-Dee smiled, “OK! Soooo.. whad-da-i-do?” “Well” Dexter began to elaborate, “Gentle press your foot down onto the accelerator.” “What like this?” Dee-Dee replied, as she dug her heel right down against the pedal. The kart immediately shot at full speed, zipping down the lab. The G-force pushed Dexter right into the back of Dee-Dee. He could feel every twist and turn. “NO NO NO NO NO!” yelled Dexter, “TOO FAST! TOO FAST!” “Weeeeeeeeeee!” yelled Dee-Dee, swerving the car side to side as she played with the steering wheel. “NO DEE-DEE!” shouted Dexter, “YOU’VE TO CONTROL THE VECH.. URHG!”. Dexter yelped, as Dee-Dee hit a bump in the road. “Woooah! You’re right Dexter, this IS fun!” “Ok ok, but can you PLEEASE slow down? You’re gonna get yourself into some kind of accident!” But before these words could leave Dexter’s mouth, the kart hit a dent in the floor, causing it to jump in the air, and land back on the ground unstably.. As Dee-Dee tried her best to regain control of the kart, it continued to slide sideways towards a huge reactor. “AAH!” yelled Dee-Dee. She rolled out the kart, and it flew into the distance, crashing into the reactor, causing it to fiercly explode, shaking the entire lab. From inside Dee-Dee, even Dexter could feel the explosion. As debris started falling from the sky, Dee-Dee placed her hand on her tummy, Dexter still inside, he kicked and pushed, with what seemed like all his strength. He must be furious. “Dexter, I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry! I’m really really so…”, but as the rumble of the explosion faded away, Dee-Dee could hear Dexter. He wasn’t screaming, he was laughing! Dexter was laughing, the hardest she had ever heard him. “Dexter?” asked Dee-Dee, to which Dexter started to compose himself. With a chuckle, he finally managed to talk, “Yeah Dee-Dee?” Dee-Dee was short for words for a moment, “Um.. err.. I’m, really really sorry, for what just happened. For breaking.. your …. big thing.” “Aww its no problem, I can just make another one!” Dexter replied. Dee-Dee paniced, Dexter must have bumped his head real hard.. He’d NEVER say something like that! She caressed her tummy. “Heh, that tickles” replied Dexter, “You know what, I think you’ve really grown up Dee-Dee!” “Huh?” Dee-Dee replied. “For once you weren’t trying to break my stuff!” Dexter yelled.. silent for a moment, before reiterating, “You’ve grown up!” Dee-Dee blushed, and cradled her huge belly with her arms. “We’ve BOTH done a lot of growing up today Dexter!” she said, a wide smile spread across her face. They were both silent for a moment, before a huge motor dropped from the sky, landing next to them, with a loud clunk. Dee-Dee looked down at her tummy, and she felt that Dexter was looking bad, indeed he was. They glanced, before erupting into giddy laughter. “So what now Dexter? What can you teach me next?” Dee-Dee screamed with excitement. “Well, I’ve got the dark matter particle destabalizer, thats usually quite pretty. As well as that theres my zoological section, or theres the……”, Dexter felt something peculiar, but somehow, perhaps it was instinct, he knew what it was, “oh..” Dee-Dee asked, “Wh-whats wrong?” Dexter said without hesitation, “Its time Dee-Dee, I think.. I think I’m coming.” They sat together for a short moment, the last soft breeze from the explosion rolling over them. Dee-Dee rubbed her belly all over, slowly. “I’m… I’m going to pop aren’t I.” Dee-Dee said softly. Dexter flinched, he didn’t want to face it, but it was true. He felt so bad now, only hours ago, he was behaving like a monster. Well, Dee-Dee was his sister, he had to come clean. “Look, Dee-Dee. This is earlier than I expected, yes.. but I’m not going to let my foolishness endanger your life.”, Dexter was weeping, fighting back tears, “We’re going to get through this Dee-Dee. I’m determined not to let anything bad happen to you Dee-Dee. Nothing!” Dee-Dee sobbed, before embracing Dexter. She bent over and kissed the tip of her belly, a smug and genuine smile, spread wide across her tender face. “Thanks Dexter” Dee-Dee replied.

Chapter 9 – Birth

Dee-Dee was whisked away on a robotic stretcher, levitating several feet off the ground, jetting across the lab at a speedy rate. With each sharp bend, the stretcher twisted in the air to stop Dee-Dee from flying off it. “We’re running out of time! We have to go quicker!!” Dexter yelled. With that, the stretcher then turned from the lab floor onto a platform that descended into the air, like a road in the sky. Dee-Dee looked down. She was absolutely huge, too huge for her new clothes now. She rolled back the rim of her top, revealing, her soft, spherical dome, booming outward in every direction. Dexter inside, had absolutely no room to move, he was squashed up real tight. If he turned his head, or wiggles his toes now, Dee-Dee could feel him, her belly was that compressed. Even the translation belt was starting to feel a tad tight. Looking past her belly though, she focused on the lab speeding past her, before she realized, this road was incomplete. They were heading straight for its edge. Dee-Dee screamed, grabbing onto the sides of the stretcher tight, before they shot off the edge. They plummeted down towards the ground, but the stretcher almost `bounced’ against the air, the vehicle twisting and tilting. It felt as though the g-force stuck Dee-Dee to the back of this thing. Dee-Dee was sweating, this trip was that terrifying; what was even more terrifying though was a thought in the back of her head. “Erm… Dexter? When mum had you, she said she kept had something? I think it was a… contraption?” “Yeah yeah” Dexter replied, “That’ll come. Are we there yet?” Dee-Dee glanced up, before they shot through two large automatic doors, into a blindingly white hall. Dee-Dee covered her eyes, the light so bright compared to anything else in the lab, but quickly this place came into focus. The room was filled with all kinds of medical equipment. Robots zipped from machine to machine ensuring their performance were of a pristine quality. The stretcher came to a halt, with the sound of a burst from a jet. The robots turned their heads; so many red eyes were fixed upon Dee-Dee. Dee-Dee gulped, looking around. “D… Dexter, are you SURE its time?” Dee-Dee asked “I… err”, Dexter replied, before clearing his throat. “Look, I felt something. I don’t know what it was, but I felt it. It was like a twitch, in the back of my neck, it was something I’d never felt before. I, I think it was a sign.” “Are you sure Dexter, I don’t like this place, its spooky” “Well this is the ward. I built it should any of my biological experiments reach a critical situation. Don’t worry, these robots are all here to help, they won’t hurt you!” Suddenly a small hovering droid about the size of a golf ball dropped from above hovering in front of Dee-Dee with a cute whizzing. Dee-Dee shrieked, startled by the little bot, “Why red eyes Dexter, why red!?” Dexter chuckled, “They look pretty cool right?” The bot then whizzed over to her huge bulging tummy. It shot a scanning laser across it, and said “Subject confirmed. Dexter. Code bishop five. Foetal development, premature. No action required.” It turned around and powered up to zip back into storage, before Dexter interrupted. “Computer, override ward B query X61, execute command C27 delta.” The computer replied, “Affirmative”. The small bot then blipped, before turning back round to Dee-Dee. “Code Bishop Twelve.” The robots started frantically grabbing various instruments, rushing around the ward. Dee-Dee had a growing sense of butterflies now, and not thanks to Dexter. This was all looking too serious now; this was actually going to happen. Dexter would really have to come out. The stretcher then took Dee-Dee to another room, which contained a bed, some more medical equipment, and a droid. She was lowered onto the bed. It was fairly comfortable, but the medical equipment couldn’t help her forget the simple fact, this was happening. Dee-Dee closed her eyes tight, and shook her head. She couldn’t focus on that! “No no no no! There’s no way this is happening, this is just a bad dream! A really really bad dream! This is silly!” But then it happened. She felt it. The first contraction, a pain that shot from her sides and spread up her back. “Aaah!” Dee-Dee yelped. “That really hurt, that really really hurt!” Dee-Dee now panting to try and relieve the pain. “Dexter! Dexter, what’s going on?” “I felt it too, it’s like everything just suddenly moved, like your were squeezing me out. Dee-Dee, I think that was a contraction…” “It, it hurt Dexter” said Dee-Dee, biting her lip. But then another one shot right through her, this one much much more intense. The pain surged up her back, like lightning. Dee-Dee screamed, as loud as she could possibly do, which attracted the attention of the little floating robot again. It scanned her belly again, before whizzing in confusion. “Does not compute, contractions have increased in intensity at a rate of 2000% compared to all available data.” “What?!” Dee-Dee shrieked, simply not understanding a word said. “It means, you’re going to have me much quicker than people usually have babies. It’s part of my body’s revised genetic makeup, which has spread over into you…” “Well!?” said Dee-Dee “What does it mean!?” Dexter gulped, “Well, err, it means it’s time for me to come out” Said Dexter. Dee-Dee couldn’t take all of this, this was too much. “I can help Dee-Dee; it won’t be as bad as when mum had me! I was a baby then!” “You’re a baby AGAIN Dexter!” Dee-Dee screamed at her belly, the high squeal of her voice could be felt inside. “No no no Dee-Dee! What I mean is, I know it’s time for me to come out. Babies don’t. I can co-operate, and push myself out, we can work together!” Dee-Dee was utterly confused now, but all she could do was trust Dexter. At least she got the impression he was trying to help. “Ok”, Dee-Dee replied sternly. In all honesty, she couldn’t handle anything else now. “But…” Dee-Dee’s face turned white, Dexter had said but. Dee-Dee sat up, and grabbed her belly, shaking it fiercely. “But WHAT Dexter?! But WHAT!?” Dexter shook around inside, but resisted yelling back. He finally settled, and explained. “I’m, I’m not fully developed yet. If I’m born now, I’d be too weak. I’ll die Dee-Dee.” “WHAT!?” Dee-Dee couldn’t help but yell now. She really felt like she was going to split into two. She was genuinely scared now. “YOU CANT GROW ANYMORE DEXTER, I’LL EXPLODE! YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T, YOU PROMISED” Dexter was silent, sobbing. “I, I thought perhaps caesarean would work. But no, if that happens now, I’ll still be too weak, and if that happens later, you’d tear first. I thought that I wouldn’t have to. Dee-Dee, I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”, and with that, he started to cry. Dee-Dee remained composed though. With both hands, she felt her belly. It even felt tight by touch, its surface was a little cool, and incredibly smooth and fine. Dee-Dee took a deep breath, and then simply replied, “So, what do we do Dexter?” “I don’t know. I’m the smartest boy genius in the world, and I still don’t know…. wait… that’s IT!” “What?!” replied Dee-Dee. “A long time ago, I was developing a secret solution, to cure world disease. The solution was design to accelerate the body’s healing process for a short amount of time, healing any form of disease… as well as aid and enhance any sensory or muscular instruments in particular demand… but I abandoned it.” Dee-Dee’s smile was wiped from her face once again. Another contraction crept in. Dee-Dee bit her lip, and squeezed at the rims of the bed. It slowly faded, and Dexter continued. “If I stay here and wait for the next surge of growth, then things will get real ugly. But if I start coming out, then when the growth surge kicks in, only the lower half of my body will still be in your belly, it won’t be as critical, and the fluid would help. I have a small sample of the fluid left back in the lab… but, it’s untested. I don’t even know if it’d work.” “Please Dexter” begged Dee-Dee, “Anything! Please!” Dexter nodded, causing her belly to shift a little. “Computer!” The bot hovered over once again… but then there was silence. “What’s wrong Dexter?” “You know… if we do this, then it’s going to have to be completly natural. The robots here can’t help; it’d just be me and you. Are you sure Dee-Dee?” Dee-Dee placed her hands on her tummy once again. “It’s the only chance we’ve got Dexter”. “Ok…” Dexter replied. “Computer, retrieve project code-name 0. Authorization code, Dexter is smelly” “Affirmative” the bot said, before it zipped over to a large droid. It buzzed, before the droid zipped out of the door on its single wheel. “The password was Dexter is smelly?” asked Dee-Dee. “It was the last phrase I thought you’d consider trying” replied Dexter. “I should have known” Dee-Dee said, before the sharpest of all her contraptions stung all over her belly and back. Dee-Dee screamed “DEXTEEEEER!!!” As the droid quickly sped towards Dexter’s workstation, the scream echoed out of the ward. The droid kicked up the pace, and shot across the lab, causing papers, and even small machines to blow violently into the sky as it past. It finally arrived at the workstation, where Dexter had met the computer earlier in the day. The robot started searching high and low. “Code-name 0, code-name 0”. Monkey’s eyes shot open, before it started dancing in the cage, yelling, trying to attract the computers attention for some reason. The droid came to the damaged chemical rack, examined individual test tube. “Negative, Negative, Negative” The monkey continued to dance, shouting with every last breath it could gather. The droid had reached the end of the rack, before it turned round, and its visor finally rest on something. There was a mess on the floor, surrounded by shattered glass. It scanned the fluid. “Positive. Codename 0 damaged beyond acceptable usage. Conclusion: Dee-Dee and Dexter in critical danger.” That was all the monkey could handle. He frantically shook at the cage door, before escaping. As the droid powered up to deliver the news back to Dee-Dee and Dexter, the monkey threw itself at it. It squeaked loudly. “Scram, scram” the droid said, but the monkey waved its arm, asking the droid to follow. The robot led him to a corner of the workstation, surrounded by huge, steel columns. Monkey then ran up to one, lifting it out the way, using strength incomprehendable for such a small being. “Does not compute” the droid simply said. Hidden behind it was a machine, with a costume which looked hastily thrown over it. The monkey grabbed the costume, which was black all over, with the exception for yellow gloves, boots, belt a headpiece in the shape of a giant M. The monkey threw it aside, revealing the contraption. Attached to it was a glass container, inside it, a bubbling green florescent fluid. The monkey fetched a test tube, and held it to the machine, pressing a button. Slowly, it squirted out the fluid, filling the test-tube. Monkey handed it to the droid, pressing his finger at his lips. “Affirmative monkey, this contraption will be classed as highly confidential. Warning, Dexter’s highest priority security codes will also be denied access.” The monkey nodded. It had just unveiled his greatest secret, the source of all its superpowers. Monkey had managed to refine and develop the fluid. But although it was in short supply, these were desperate times. Dexter and Dee-Dee needed the fluid more than the monkey ever would. The monkey would have to work harder than ever to produce more. Monkey jumped on the droid’s back, before they darted back to the ward. “That’s it Dee-Dee, push push!” Dexter yelled, as he squeezed his way outward. His arms were spread outward, beyond Dee-Dee’s cervix. As Dee-Dee pushed, Dexter pulled, spreading the cervix open, and pushing his head outward. “AAAAARRGH!” Dee-Dee screamed, as she felt Dexter’s head pass through. The android returned with the fluid. Monkey jumped onto a nearby table, his jaw dropping at the sight of Dee-Dee. Dee-Dee’s eyes slowly opened again, immediately catching sight of the glowing green gloop in the test-tube. “Yes!” she shouted, as she grabbed the tube. Before she could swallow it though, the floating little robot returned, scanning the fluid. It buzzed at Dee-Dee. “The contents of this unknown compound, combined with the accelerated hormone release you are experiencing may cause critical side-effects, including extreme fatigue. It’s advised you do not consume the fluid.” “Err…” Dee-Dee hesitated, sweat dripping from her forehead. “IGNORE THAT ROBOT!” Dexter shouted, “He never worked from the start! He’s useless!” Suddenly, something stirred within Dexter. He felt peculiar. His arms, head and chest tightly constricted by Dee-Dee’s birth canal, and his waist and legs still kicking in her womb… they began to feel tighter. “DEE-DEE! YOU HAVE TO DRINK THE…” In every speaker across the lab, where Dexter’s voice had been emitted, there was loud fuzz. Dee-Dee looked down, and part of the belt had torn. Dexter continued to shout inside, but within the horrid noise, the only work Dee-Dee could make out, was `drink’. Dee-Dee brought the tube to her lips, but hesitated, sobbing, the huge menacing red eye still peering straight into her. Then, Dexter’s voice slowly came back into focus, becoming a little deeper as he spoke. “You HAVE to Dee-Dee! I’m about to grow! If I don’t get out soon, then I could have another one! I’d be the size of a four year old boy, you wouldn’t be able to handle it, not even the fluid would…. AH! It’s happening NOW! You hav… ***” and his voice fuzzed away again. As Dee-Dee could feel Dexter suddenly get larger inside, she began to cry. “Dexter! I can’t do it! I can’t do this!! This is just… I CAN’T DO IT!” Dexter panicked, and as loud as he possibly could, he screamed, “DEE-DE….” and with that, the transition belt completely tore, shooting into a corner of the ward, like an elastic belt, with a high screeching pitch blaring from all speakers, before it was automatically cut off… Nothing was left, but Dee-Dee’s, abnormally huge stomach… It was throbbing once again, Dexter growing inside. Dee-Dee couldn’t take the pain, the contractions continuing to spread across her body, her cervix now getting wider and wider… and now, the sides of her belly began to tear, the skin on the sides of her body stretching apart, exposing her muscle underneath, blood starting to trickle. As Dee-Dee screamed, the monkey covered its eyes in fear. Dee-Dee cried and cried… Before she had a revelation. She suddenly realized, all those childish thoughts didn’t matter anymore. She had to handle this maturely, like a woman. She stopped screaming, and without hesitation, she swallowed the fluid, all in one gulp. Straight away, she felt different… The tears in her belly began to heal, new skin growing, and almost stitching back together. The pain slowly started to fade away, until there was nothing but her, and the monstrously huge belly. A droid quickly zipped over, and polished it, wiping every trickle of blood off, leaving her belly smooth, and a little shiny. Dee-Dee recomposed herself. All the pain had gone, she felt normal. She could still feel Dexter, spreading her birth canal and cervix wide, but there was no shred of pain. She lifted her head off the pillow, and looked down. The belly now boomed outward, it was almost as big as her head. Dexter was now the size of a normal baby ready to be born. Even though only his waist and legs were still within her womb, the pressed against the sides of it tightly, as compressed as he had been before Dee-Dee went into labour. As every measure of pain faded away, and as the hormones continued to shoot through Dee-Dee’s body, she started to feel light headed, the room slowly becoming blurrier and lighter. She focused on her belly. It was just, so, so big. She placed her hands on it, and it felt, so soft. As Dexter pushed inside, a lump kept appearing, pushing backwards towards Dee-Dee. She pressed it, and Dexter kicked back. Then she felt tightness. No pain, but tightness. That must have been a contraction, but she just missed it. As it faded away, she pushed hard, but nothing happened, except Dee-Dee suddenly got very very light headed. The room was beyond a blur now; it was just a bright light. She flopped backwards back onto the pillow. “I.. I can’t do it… But at least it doesn’t hurt now…” As Dee-Dee laid in a trance, slowly caressing her huge tummy, Monkey squeaked. It bounced along the ground and jump up on top of Dee-Dee, sitting on her chest. It pulled her eyelid open, and waved, giving a number of squeaks. “Monkey” Dee-Dee replied lazily. Monkey jumped and danced, trying to get her to co-operate, but Dee-Dee just giggled, before flopping back. Then there was tightness. Dexter was growing AGAIN. The monkey panicked, but Dee-Dee simply didn’t care anymore. As Dexter grew, Dee-Dee’s hands spread farther apart, as they were pushed outward. The tip of Dexter’s arms then began to emerge. Monkey rushed down, he could see Dexter, trying to pull himself outward with all his strength. Monkey grabbed his hands, and pulled, Dexter’s head slowly emerging, the tip now fully visible. Monkeys face sparked with joy. The monkey pulled and pulled and pulled, but Dexter was stuck. He couldn’t get out. Monkeys face filled with fear. It rushed back to Dee-Dee, who was almost asleep, singing tunelessly with absolutely no shred of effort… “Ooh, I feel like, I’ve eaten, all the pony puffs in the world! He he” she giggled. Monkey tried to grab as much attention as it could from Dee-Dee, jumping up and down on her chest, squeezing her belly, and shaking her head. Slowly, Dee-Dee lifted her head, a big, sheepish, smug smile on her face. “Oh what is it… m-monkey?” There was a tightness again, as another contraction kicked in. Monkey sang, as it pushed hard on Dee-Dee’s belly, its big wide eyes looking back into hers. Dee-Dee slowly understood what was going on, and with all her strength, she pushed as hard as she could, clenching her fists and grinding her teeth. With all her strength, she tried to force Dexter out, who was now the size of a toddler. As she pushed, she became incredibly light headed, she found it difficult to focus, or even register what was happening. All she could focus on, was the pushing, and she pushed, with all her might, with all her thought. As monkey encouraged her whilst pushing her tummy though, he lost balance, and fell off Dee-Dee. Monkey looked up, and was astonished. Dee-Dee was levitating slightly above the bed. Monkey knew it was a side effect of the fluid, but still, the sight was stunning. As the tightness stopped, Dee-Dee dropped back into the bed, her head smacking against the pillow. Massaging her tummy once again, her eyes rolled back, before her arms flopped down, and she shot into a very deep sleep. Monkey immediately ran back down, Dexter’s entire head was out now, his arms flopping down. Monkey waved at the robots, which immediately zipped to Dee-Dee’s aid. The robots pulled Dexter out, Dee-Dee’s belly suddenly deflating like a balloon. The monkey jumped with absolute joy, but the robots quickly whisked Dexter away in a towel. They left the ward, the doors closing behind them. Monkey jumped back next to Dee-Dee, in the calm silence of the warm. It looked back at her belly, which was nothing but a huge amount of flabby skin. Yuck! The monkey stuck it’s tongue out in disgust. But then as Dee-Dee slept, her belly started to contract back, slowly, every inch of excess skin shrinking back into her body, until it was as toned as before any of this had ever happened. Monkey concluded it was the fluid at work. It turned back, and looked at Dee-Dee, in a deep sleep. Monkey grabbed the bed sheet, and spread it over Dee-Dee’s body. A smile spread across her face. Monkey crawled up next to her, yawning, and wiggled under one of her arms, drifting into a soft slumber. Together they dreamt.

Epilogue

The room slowly came into view, as Dee-Dee woke up from her deep sleep, when suddenly she remembered what had happened. She placed her hands on her tummy, but it was as flat as the night before, with not a single flaw about it. Dee-Dee’s eyes popped open, and she quickly sat up. “Dexter?” she yelled. The ward was silent. Was this all just one crazy dream? Had she had some kind of accident, was it why she was in Dexter’s ward? She quickly discovered it wasn’t though, as she was met by the excited squeaking from monkey. Dee-Dee looked round, to see it sat next to a large container, its face filled with happiness as he sang. She quickly leapt out of the bed onto her feet, rushing towards the container. Monkey pointed inside it, and Dee-Dee’s face lit up too. Inside, was a small creature; his body completely wrapped in a blanket, only the back of his head was visible as he slept. Dee-Dee stretched her hand out, and stroked it, his head full of fine, although, almost stubby, ginger hair. Dexter yawned, but he didn’t move, assumedly too comfortable to even bother. He replied, “Dee-Dee!” with a strangely squeaky voice. It was without a doubt Dexter though; Dee-Dee could recognize that unique accent anywhere. “Hey Dexter!” squealed Dee-Dee, “I’m all back to normal now! Look!” squealed Dee-Dee, as she lifted her top, “My belly’s flat again!” Dexter chuckled, “I guess that was a certain side-effect of the fluid. It reconstructed it based upon your original genetic structure.” Dee-Dee scratched her head, “What?” Dexter chuckled some more, “Heh, you dumb girl. Erm, how can I put it, err, the gloop made you all better!” “Ooooh!” said Dee-Dee. Dexter sighed, pausing for a moment. “You know Dee-Dee, if it wasn’t for you, that would have been the end for both of us. Its thanks to you I’m still here.” Monkey looked back at Dee-Dee and danced, simply pleased to see the two of them act without a shred of hatred. Dee-Dee stroked Dexter’s head once again, “Well Dexter, I guess helping each other out isn’t that bad after all! Perhaps you should a little more oft…” Dee-Dee stopped talking, as she noticed something. As she stroked Dexter’s head, she had tugged a large portion of blanket off, revealing a disproportionally huge ear; it was almost as tall as his head. Dee-Dee was speechless. “Well I guess I’d better get up!” exclaimed Dexter. He stretched his long arms, and got to his feet, his legs and arms thinner than usual. “Huh, I guess I’d better get some exercise, I’m too skinny.” He held his hands out infront of him, but couldn’t focus. He fumed, “Ugh, I guess my eyesight wasn’t fixed, and I don’t have my glasses. Erm, Dee-Dee, how do I look?”, then he suddenly turned round, facing Dee-Dee, which caused her to shriek loudly. “You’re…” “What’s wrong Dee-Dee?” asked Dexter, before Dee-Dee picked him up. Dexter’s cute little face was huge, he was soft to the touch, his arms so long, he could easily grab his feet. As Dee-Dee grabbed Dexter’s tail, she screamed, “Y-You’re a MONKEY!!” As Dexter felt Dee-Dee grab his tale, the smile wiped clean off his face. Monkey ran to the floor, squeaking. It jumped into the cupboard, and emerged with a small pair of glasses, presumably from when Dexter was younger. Monkey gave a loud squeak, as it bounced next to Dee-Dee, arms in the air. Dee-Dee placed Dexter on the floor, and the monkey grabbed his hand, before tugging him along to a nearby mirror. “What in the name of… whats going on?” Dexter yelled. Monkey stopped Dexter infront of the mirror, and handed him the glasses. Dexter placed them over his head, and looked dead into the mirror. An adorable looking ginger monkey stood infront of him, standing a little shorter than Monkey besides him. As he looked at Monkey, he could help but notice how strikingly similar the two looked. The monkey just couldn’t contain itself anymore, and it grabbed Dexter, embracing him in a huge soft hug. But Dexter screamed, pushing the monkey onto the floor, before running in circles, his arms wailing. Monkey began to sob. Dexter dropped to his knees, his huge hands on his round head, “AAAAAAAAH! H-How did this happen?!? What… h-how on earth could…” Dee-Dee’s heart began to feel tight; this sight began to hurt her. She had had the most emotionally and physically draining day in her life, but Dexter was behaving with no care for anybody but himself. “COMPUTER!” yelled Dexter, who was immediately met by the floating monitor. “Yes Dexter?” asked the computer, before Dexter leapt onto it in a fit of rage. “WHY THE HELL AM I A MONKEY!? WHY COMPUTER WHY?” Monkey looked up at Dexter, tears forming in its eyes. “Dexter, I did try to warn you, but you ignored all communication. The only readily available egg for usage was that of the specimen you simply call, `Monkey’”. “WHAT?” shouted Dexter, “That’s IMPOSSIBLE! MONKEYS A BOY!” “Negative Dexter” the computer simply replied. Dexter calmed down, and looked back at monkey who now sat in the corner of the room, crying to herself. How had he not known Monkey was a girl all this time? How could he have been that careless? Dexter shook his head, that was irrelevant. This experiment had gone horribly wrong. “YOU, STUPID, MACHINE!” Dexter yelled, before he started hitting the monitor his his tiny, weak fists, cracking its surface. After everything the two of them went through, Dee-Dee was heartbroken. She hadn’t been in any kind of accident, but this was the most she had been hurt in her life, even worse than the birth itself. The only thing she could think was, `It was all for nothing, it was all for nothing’. Dee-Dee exploded for real this time. “YOU KNOW DEXTER”, shouted Dee-Dee, “Perhaps that’s the PERFECT body!” Dexter stopped in his rage, and turned to face Dee-Dee. She was red, fighting back tears, her fists clenched. All the emotion Dexter had lacked all this time suddenly filled him, and he felt hurt. His grip loose, he fell, and hit the floor with a plop. Dee-Dee approached him, and Dexter backed into a corner, afraid, tiny in comparison to Dee-Dee. She stopped in her tracks, and fiercely pointed at him, screaming, “You’re an ANIMAL! A selfish, cowardly… SCRAWNY LITTLE MONKEY! I HATE YOU!”, and with that, she ran out the room, her face buried in her hands, tears streaming from her eyes. Dexter was left alone in the ward, motionless and cold. Dee-Dee was right; he had acted without even considering what she thought. She had had a much harder time through all of this. She must have been so scared, so afraid; and the growing, the birth. It must have hurt, so so bad. There was no doubt now, Dee-Dee was absolutely right. Dexter was just a cold, lonely animal. He started to cry loudly, before he was picked up from the ground by somebody. It was Monkey, who simply hugged him tightly. For a short while, Dexter continued to cry, in the arms of, technically, his body’s biological mother. Monkey stroked his head, and soon, Dexter calmed down. Monkey let go of Dexter, who now just stood, his head facing the ground, silent. Monkey stretched her hand, and lifted Dexter’s head, their eyes meeting. Dexter smiled, “Thanks”. Dexter gave Monkey a kiss on the cheek, before zipping out the ward door. “Dee-Dee!” shouted Dexter, who zipped from corner to corner of the lab. “Dee-Dee, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” He walked now with both his huge feet, and his firm clenched knuckles. “Where are you!?” He could defiantly hear crying. He cupped his hands to his ears trying to locate her, but he just couldn’t. Looking up at a large column, he grabbed it, and tried to climb up. He got about ten feet off the ground, before he lost his grip and fell, with a thud against the floor. Shaking the pain off, he got back to his feet. “DEE-DEE! PLEASE!” he yelled as loud as he could, “YOU’RE RIGHT, YOU’RE REALLY RIGHT. I WAS BEHAVING LIKE AN IDIOT, AN IMMATURE FOOL! PLEASE DEE-DEE”. As he continued to rush down the lab, he started to get light-headed, “Dee…dee…” he uttered, before he flopped to the ground, his glasses shattering. He rested motionless on the ground, his body was still far too weak, and it had never seen any physical activity in its life. But soon, a shadow crept over him. Dexter feebly rolled onto his back, who was met by a huge shady creature, towering over him. Although his glasses were broken, he could easily tell it Dee-Dee. She picked him up, and they began to walk down the length of the lab. Cradled in her arms, Dexter crawled up against her, not saying a word. “Its ok Dexter” said Dee-Dee, “I forgive you. That’s what big sisters do!” Dexter still said nothing. Soon, they arrived back somewhere familiar. Dee-Dee looked to her side, at the huge, green glowing cylinder. Inside it was the Dexter Dee-Dee knew so well, as his preserved lifeless body softly floated in the gooey fluid. “You know Dexter; your old body really wasn’t that bad. It was the Dexter I knew. Although you have a short temper, you were just my sweet little brother.” Dexter wiped his tears, and looked up. All he could see was green. “I miss the old you Dexter. Why on earth did you want to change? I mean, everybody has their own problems, nobody’s perfect.” Dexter looked to Dee-Dee, his eyes wide. “But you just, you just learn to cope with it and you face the challenge. It’s part of living; it’s what makes everybody unique. If everybody was perfect, then the world would be such a dull place. If you changed, you wouldn’t be Dexter anymore; you’d be an entirely different person. People can’t just start over, you have to overcome any problems, because at the end of the day, it’s not what you are that defines you, but WHO you choose to be.” Dexter thought about this for a little while, before he replied, “How can you say something like that Dee-Dee? How can you know?” Dee-Dee looked back up at the cylinder, “Well, what happened today was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to get through Dexter. But I got through it, and learnt from it. I was hoping,” she sniffed, “I was hoping maybe you learnt something too. But I guess I was wrong.” “No Dee-Dee!” Dexter replied, “I learnt that, even though I might be the greatest boy genius, there’s still a lot I’ve got to learn, about life, about other people.” Dee-Dee smiled, lifting Dexter into the air. “Oh Dee-Dee, I’m so sorry!” Dexter cried, before he fell against her, throwing his arms around her neck, in a soft embrace in a hug. Dee-Dee held him, stroking his back, as they hugged. She couldn’t help but feel, this was the closest she’d ever be with her brother, that sometime soon, things would settle, and everything would be back to normal, but she brushed those thought aside, squeezing Dexter, in his warm, soft, small monkey form, almost like a soft toy. They held each other for a few special moments, before Dexter finally said, “I can’t stay like this Dee-Dee. I can’t be a monkey.” Dee-Dee nodded, before taking him from her shoulder, and held him once again. “Dexter, if you need to grow again, inside me, to get back to normal… I’ll do it, for you…” “No Dee-Dee! I’d be a human again, not a monkey, the strain would be worse. Mum could handle the whole thing, she’s a woman, but not you, a girl, even so, I used all the fluid I had with you. Besides, I’d never let you go through that ever again. This only worked because we got very lucky. I risked too much, and almost lost you…” “So what you gonna do Dexter?” “How does my old body look?” asked Dexter Dee-Dee looked back into the chamber. “It looks like you’re sleeping.” “Great” replied Dexter, “Well my body’s well preserved. I’ll use my transfer device to return back into my original body once again.” Dee-Dee smiled, “That’s a great idea Dexter.” Dexter wasn’t so keen, but he understood now, it was the best thing to do. The two of them stood outside the transfer chamber, where they were met by monkey, who had another pair of small glasses. A large droid arrived, carrying Dexter’s original body, placing it in one chamber. Monkey watched with fascination. Dee-Dee placed Dexter on the ground. “Well this is it” said Dexter, “I’ll see you on the other side Dee-Dee!” Dee-Dee got to knees, and places a soft kiss on Dexter’s soft, furry ginger forehead. “Be careful Dexter”. Then Monkey approached him, handing him the new pair of glasses. Dexter shook his head, and pushed them away. Before Dexter could do anything, Monkey embraced him, and planted a huge kiss on Dexter’s cheek. Dexter chuckled before he headed for the chamber. Dee-Dee stood up. Turning round, she began to head back to the lab entrance. The huge metallic doors opened, revealing the dark, chrome chamber interior. Dexter gave a sigh, he was about to enter, when a large floating monitor arrived by his side. Its screen was cracked, the display faulty. “This was all the cause of my errors.” Computer stated. “If I had informed you of the egg’s origins, or monitored Dee-Dee rather than your true biological mother, if I had not shot that deadly ray, none of these events would have occurred. Dexter, I am obsolete.” “No computer!” Dexter replied, “You did a PERFECT job! You did everything as I commanded. You simply behaved entirely within logic reason, like a brilliantly crafted machine. There was absolutely nothing you did wrong.” He said gallantly, before he gave another heavy sigh, “Computer, this time, it was all my computer. I’m so sorry, I’ll fix your screen and I’ll give you any upgrade you want.” Computer then replied, “I understand Dexter.” Dexter smiled, and then hopped into the chamber. The huge doors closed, and the machine powered up with a loud hum. As the chambers resonated, Dexter’s soul left his body, before zipping into the other chamber, grabbing onto his old one, and within a sudden flash, the process was complete. Dexter gasped, and got to his feet. He emerged from the chamber, as cold and naked as he was when he had entered it only this morning. He quickly grabbed his clothes, throwing them on, then placing his old glasses back on his head. Looking up, he could see Dee-Dee disappear over the horizon. “DEE-DEE!” shouted Dexter, as he started to run. Dee-Dee looked back, that voice was too familiar. “DEXTER!” she cried, as she ran back, before soon, the two of them met, Dexter squeezing him tightly against her chest. “Oh Dexter Dexter Dexter! You’re back!” But Dexter was coughing, he couldn’t breathe, Dee-Dee quickly let go, and Dexter stumbled backward, gasping for air. He looked back up at Dee-Dee, her large boobs immediately striking his view. He quickly looked away, “I… erm… Well…” he stumbled, his face turning red. “Wha?” said Dee-Dee, confused, before looking down, at her considerably plump breasts. “Oh yeah!” she squealed, chuckling. “I, erm that’st… that’s er…” He cleared his throat, and tried to get this horribly awkward spell out the way,“DeeDee Your Sudden Chest Related Developments The Result Of The Accelerated Hormone Release And Is Absolutly Nothing To Worry About So Lets Just Forget This Ever Happened OK!?” he gasped for breath. Dee-Dee laughed spontaneously, her boobs jiggling as she did, which did nothing but make her laugh even more. Dexter sheepishly cleared his throat, before a thought struck him, “Holy smokes! How are we going to tell mum!?” Dee-Dee simply replied, “I’ll think of something!” Suddenly, they were interrupted by another flash from the transfer machine. Dexter and Dee-Dee turned back to face it. “What!? But it’s impossible!” Dexter cried. They ran to the machine; before the huge door opened once again, smoke billowing out. Then slowly, a creature emerged from the darkness. Shielding its eyes from the light, he stumbled out, tripping and falling against the ground. It was the small monkey body, but somehow, it now had a life of its own. “What, what’s happened Dexter?” asked Dee-Dee as the monkey got to its feet. “I… I don’t know. It’s impossible…” Dexter stated, “…unless.” “Unless what Dexter?” “The egg we used, Monkeys egg, it never had any life, and it was never technically conceived. We just had the framework for a monkey’s body” said Dexter as the monkey bounced out gleefully. It saw a nearby mirror and rushed to it. Dexter continued, “But my personality and character was transferred to the body, shaping its development, and moulding who it was”. The monkey was now scratching at its ginger fur, and making funny facial expressions. “However, you Dee-Dee, you gave the body the resources to develop, from a single cell, into the creature we can see now. Dee-Dee, I think with the hormonal boosts, and that fluid, YOU gave it life.” “What?” Dee-Dee exclaimed, “Are you saying I’m that monkeys MUMMY?” Dexter shook his head, “Its WAY more complicated than that. I guess technically, you and monkey are like mummies, and all of us are kinda like dad… Oh its way way WAY TOO complicated! Basically, I think that little monkey is a little of all of us… Me, you and monkey. I think, it’s our kid.” Monkey squeaked as she saw the little ginger monkey again. The baby looked back at monkey, with joy, before monkey grabbed him, hugging him tight, and planting kiss after kiss on his soft furry head. Dee-Dee and Dexter approached, Monkey let go of the little ginger kid, before she placed the small pair of glasses on his head. His face lit up, a wide smile across his face. He then looked up into Dexter and Dee-Dee’s eyes, and started to dance joyfully. Dexter looked at the little monkey, in astonishment. This was the only way this could have happened, but it made absolutely no sense. Perhaps genetics had a play to part. Perhaps if he transferred to another one of his mother’s eggs, he’d truly be a new Dexter. Dexter shook his head, and push out those thoughts. There was no way he could go through this again! “I wanna name him Gingy, because he’s ginger!” Dexter and monkey yelled in disagreement, “That’s a TERRIBLE name!” Dexter replied, “There’s only one name I can think of and it’s simply perfect! Dexter! Junior!” Dee-Dee stuck her tongue out, hating the name. “Well what DO we call him?” Dexter shouted, before monkey sang aloud, with a notable clicking sound. “Is she trying to say, Ken?” Dexter asked. “I think she said Kai” Dee-Dee replied. Monkey danced with glee. “Ok then, we’ll call you, Kai!” Dexter exclaimed, patting Kai softly on the head. He danced for a moment, before giving a huge yawn. Monkey took his hand, and together they headed for the cage. “We’re all going to have to take care of him” Dexter said, “But I think tonight, Monkey and Kai need some time together.” Dee-Dee nodded, before yawning, “I think I’m getting sleepy myself! I’m gonna go to bed.” Dexter agreed, “It’s been a long day for us all. I’ll just tidy up a few things here first. I’ll see you tomorrow Dee-Dee!” Dee-Dee gave him one huge final hug. Planting a kiss on his head. Dexter hugged back. “I’m so glad you’re back Dexter. You’ve really matured too. Perhaps now, we could spend a little more time together!” Dexter shrugged, “Yeeeeah… maybe.” Dee-Dee chuckled, before she merrily skipped out of the lab, the huge shutter doors closing firmly behind her. What a crazy day, Dexter thought. He’d ended up with his same body, but become a completely different person. Perhaps, today, he had perhaps discovered the purest form of irony. He even looked up to Dee-Dee with some form of respect. He stood proud; proud of the fact he had become a little more of a man. Proud he had matured so much in one day. Proud that… then suddenly, a huge, trembling zit on his face exploded, shooting a small speck of gloop onto the floor. Dexter fumed, and then turned back to the transfer machine. Was he really going to? Dexter ran to the sink and filled a sterilized glass with filtered water from his lab sink. Computer quickly hovered over. “Dexter, what are you doing? Dexter, I highly advise that…” “Computer”, replied Dexter, “I want you to do exactly as I say ok? On my head be it!” Dee-Dee emerged from Dexter’s room, giving another huge stretch. She skipped down the hallway, her large boobs bouncing as she did, when suddenly, she landed straight into her mum, who had just come out of the shower. Dee-Dee landed on the floor. Mum was wearing her dressing gown. “Hey Dee-Dee, where have you been all day? I was worried!” asked Mum, lifting her up off the floor. “Erm, I was just…” “Oh my word Dee-Dee! Have you… are those..?” Mum pointed at Dee-Dee, and she looked down. Mum had noticed her large breasts, contained tightly in her top, thanks to her custom made bra. “I…” said Dee-Dee “You’re a little early aren’t you Dee-Dee? Oh I’m so proud of you!” cried mum, squeezing Dee-Dee tightly. “Oh, that must be why you had the munchies earlier! You must be famished!” “Wha…” “Your body’s changing! Aww, my little princess is becoming a woman!” Mum exclaimed. Dee-Dee’s face shot a bright red. Blushing, she gave a soft little laugh. Suddenly though, mum grabbed her sides, “Ooooh”. “What’s wrong mum?!” cried Dee-Dee, before mum crashed through the bathroom door, and puked into the toilet. Dee-Dee flinched. With a few last coughs, mum stood up. “Oh my, it must have been something I ate Dee-Dee”. Dee-Dee ran to her side, “Come on mum, sit up, sit up” she said, flushing the toilet, pulling the seat down, mum sitting ontop it. “You feel ok?” “Yep, I’m feeling much better now!” replied mum. Dee-Dee smiled, before she noticed something. The belt on Mum’s gown was slowly becoming looser and looser, pulling itself apart, until, a soft, fleshy dome started to creep out from the gowns centre parting. Mum didn’t seem to notice at all, but her belly throbbed, and with each throb, it expanded in size. “Mum, it looks like your body’s changing too!” Dee-Dee said, rubbing her mum’s belly. Mum suddenly squealed, as she noticed the lump in her tummy, poking right out of her gown, getting larger and larger. She quickly covered it up. “I, erm…” Mum stumbled, but there was no use. The belly pressed against the gown, as mum tried her best to hold it back tightly. Dee-Dee laughed. She knew this must be another one of Dexter’s experiments. She didn’t worry though, she remembered how Dexter claimed that her mum could handle it, and she hadn’t even felt any pain, or noticed. Mum was going to be alright, but Dee-Dee figured she needed some convincing. “There’s something inside Dee-Dee!” cried mum. “Heh, there’s nothing to be afraid of mum!” Dee-Dee said, before the creature inside gave a huge kick, causing the gown to spread apart once again. Mum’s jaw hung open, as the creature continued to grow, until it came to a halt. She looked almost nine months pregnant. Mum was speechless; she just sat back and watched as the creature squirmed inside of her. She looked back to Dee-Dee, who sat with a wide grin. “Mum, this might be a little weird… but can I feel?” Dee-Dee asked. Mum simply didn’t say a word, but Dee-Dee softly rubbed the huge tummy. As she caressed her mum’s huge round tummy, the creature inside kept up with her. She gave a poke, and the creature pushed back. Dee-Dee placed her ear on the surface of the belly; she could hear a soft little heartbeat. Mum still looked completely shocked, but she was calm now. She tried to find words, but Dee-Dee spoke first. “I bet it’s all snug and warm inside mum, huh.” Mum nodded, before Dee-Dee took Mums hands, and placed them on the huge tummy, under her hands. “Heh, look, when you push, it pushes back!” she said with a squeeze, the creature kicking back. Dee-Dee giggled. Slowly, mum’s face lit up, a big motherly grin spreading across her face, and she finally said something, “Dee-Dee, I think you and Dexter are going to have another little brother or sister!” “You do?” cried Dee-Dee, although she had known this from the start. Mum started caressing her stomach, humming to herself. Dee-Dee had somehow done it; Mum was feeling all better again! But Dee-Dee looked back at the stomach, with curiosity. There’s was no way it could be Dexter, after everything they went through. But what else could it be? Dee-Dee looked back at mum, who looked like she was in a trance now, subconsciously rubbing her tummy. Dee-Dee pressed her face against the belly. “Dexter?” Dee-Dee was suddenly kicked in the face by the creature inside. That was Dexter alright, he had done it again. “HEY!” Dee-Dee shouted, waking mum up, she sat up. “I’LL TELL ON YOU!” cried Dee-Dee, as she shook her fist. “Now calm down!” yelled mum, as she grabbed Dee-Dee’s arms. “I don’t want you two to be as bad to each other as you and Dexter are!” “But Mum!” cried Dee-Dee, “That IS De…” then she hesitated. “I mean, you’re right”. There was another movement from within mum, as Dexter kicked in hysterics. It made sense to him now. Instead of fertilizing an egg first then travelling down the shower, he became the water, which then fertilized an egg from a place he had already come from. There was no repressed soul this time; he was simply a new Dexter. Dexter laughed inside with all the joy in the world, but nothing but bubbles left his airless lungs. Regardless though, Dee-Dee’s eyes lit with rage, as she swore she could hear his chuckling from inside Mum. “THAT IMMATURE LITTLE… Listen mum Listen! He’s laughing in there!!” “Dee-Dee don’t be silly” said mum, before her stomach rumbled so loud, it almost shook the room. Dee-Dee and mum sat together shortly, before mum said, “Wow, I guess I’ve got the munchies too!” Dee-Dee rolled her eyes, “I guess the BABY wants to be fed now!” poking mums belly firmly with angst. Dexter and Dee-Dee laughed once again. They couldn’t stay mad at each other, not after what had happened. She couldn’t fool herself that he wasn’t going to try this again. Dee-Dee just kept remembering, that mum wouldn’t feel a thing, she hadn’t even noticed until Dee-Dee had said. All that really mattered now was, Dee-Dee and Dexter got along just fine. She chuckled, and rubbed mum’s tummy again, imagining Dexter crawled up inside once again, snug and warm. “How about I make us all some pancakes” Mum said, as she licked her lips, “With all the syrup you want?” Dee-Dee danced with joy, “Yhey!” as Dexter inside, licked his lips in anticipation. Dee-Dee helped her mum up, and then they walked out the bathroom door. They walked downstairs, Dee-Dee with one arm around mum’s back, and one placed on the soft dome of her belly. “Say Dee-Dee, are you SURE you haven’t seen Dexter?” asked mum. “Oh don’t worry mum!” replied Dee-Dee, as she felt Dexter squirm beneath her hand, giving it a quick kiss. “I’m sure we’ll see him real soon” Mum sat as the late night film finished. Dexter inside slept, as did Dee-Dee, her head softly resting against mum’s belly. Mum savoured the taste of the last pancake, her tummy totally stuffed. She gave a heavy sigh, and gave her protruding stomach a rub. Suddenly, Dad entered the room. “Oh hi sweetie” said mum. Dad stood still, his eyes travelling down, and finally laying on her belly, booming out of her dress into the air. Dexter woke up and gave a kick, mum continued to smile happily. “Honey” dad said, “I can explain!”