You thought about how much your sister has wanted to be pregnant, but she had never found the right guy that she would even think of having children with; perhaps this diary could help her with that though.
Turning to the first blank page, you started writing: “My sister May is pregnant with…” and you paused with the pen just above the surface of the paper.
You heard your sister in the kitchen, scrapping and chopping easily audible as she continued to work on lunch, unaware of what you were trying to do for her. You were unsure of how many you wanted to make May pregnant with; you knew that she would like to have multiples, but had never revealed how many she actually wanted. After some more thinking, you decided to go with twins, just enough to get started, and if that wasn’t enough you could always add more if she wants.
Your mind made up, you resumed writing: “…nine month old twins.”
As you finished writing, the text seemed to briefly glow before returning to looking like the normal ink. There’s no clap of thunder, no whirlwind of magic, nothing to really show that it worked. You started to wonder if this was a decoy or a fake rather than the real magic diary, but then you heard the sound of a bowl dropping to the ground as well as May suddenly gasping.
“May, everything alright?” you asked with concern, but didn’t get an answer back.
Standing up, you slowly moved up to the corner into the kitchen and peeked around. You smiled a bit as you saw that May had backed from the counter in surprise, one hand propping her up with the other roaming her belly, a belly that was steadily expanding out and looking more and more pregnant. Her shirt was quickly pushed up as her womb swelled further, but it soon started getting pushed down at the top too as her breasts swelled, putting yours to shame. Her pants groaned as her hips widened, adding further strain in addition to her belly pushing down on the waist. And just as suddenly as it started, all of the growths stopped, leaving May looking like she was carrying nine month old twins when just a few seconds before she wasn’t pregnant at all. May had her eyes closed, her free hand still roaming the stretched skin of her belly, teasing the bumps created as her unborn children move around within. As her eyes fluttered open, you wondered how she would react to the sudden change.
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