Your hand supporting the bottom of your belly, you gasp as you noticed your first class.
It was a volunteer period to act as prey. Hardly anyone made it a whole semester alive with that class
and ever since the new dean, Professor Guht, took charge, every pregnant woman and herm had to
take it. There were even rumors that she sent herms just to knock people up at night and that
she maintained her famously fat figure with scores of preggos each week!
You dropped your schedule, clutching your belly, before manning up and waddling to your assigned class.
You waddled up to the door, labeled Miss Tanner, Pregnant Prey Techniques. You gulp and waddle inside, seeing
a group of preggos next to the teacher's desk in front of the class. A few preggos were in the crowd of students
but most of the big bellied beauties were "volunteer" prey. You waddled up next to a particularly juicy one and
listened to the lecture.
The subject of today's lecture was on transforming prey with such things as shrinking,
mutating species and even turning pregnant women into inanimate objects! It would be interesting if
you weren't in the firing line.
"Now students." Miss Tanner - a heavily pregnant woman herself, a voluptuous black woman in her mid 20s
who must have had triplets at 9 months in her womb - said to her class. "I will show you how to turn a preggo into
chunk of chocolate." She said, grabbing a pregnant woman and bringing her in front of the class. She stripped off the
lingerie that the student had been wearing and began smearing her in ordinary chocolate before unbuttoning her shirt
and breast feeding the poor woman, her body stiffening until she was a life sized chocolate statue of herself.
"Now, we could change her back, but instead I want to show you how delicious she is." She said as she ate the
chocolate statue in rather short order to the applause of the class. She then proceded to make a bottle of vodka,
a table and a goldfish out of preggos, things you were sure wouldn't be changed back any time soon.
You rubbed your belly nervously, almost praying that you weren't called on as prey. "Now, for our finally demonstration"
Miss Tanner said. "I'll need one last preggo to be turned into something very special. A new set of lingerie for me!" She said,
patting her pregnant belly. She looks at the remaining prey and chooses...
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