..Well, I'm afraid it's actually someone from your school. One of your teachers in fact. A Mrs. Sarah Alvarez"
"Mrs. Alvarez?..." you gasped. "No way!" Picturing in your mind now, your favorite teacher at school. Mrs. Alvarez actually being many students favorite teacher. Most specifically males. Being both extremely friendly, as well as extremely attractive. That is until she got pregnant and announced it at the start of the year.
You slowly blacked out again in disbelief and did not awake for several weeks later
---Several Weeks Later---
"...Tim?" You heard a voice suddenly say. Penetrating the darkness as you felt consciousness once again returning. A voice that though familiar, you couldn't quite place. Not yet anyway. "...Tim, can you hear me?"
"Hnh..." you groaned, unable to form any sort of legible words. Both your mind and body feeling extremely fuzzy. Again, having no idea where you were or what was going on. There were doctors... And something about Allison...
"Thank God you're awake!" the voice continued, sounding incredibly emotional. "You really worried us all there."
Worried who? Who was talking?
Opening your eyes ever so slowly then, you saw a figure hovering above you. Blurry and out of focus until your eyes finally adjusted. Recognizing them immediately once they had. It was Mrs. Alvarez, your Art and Photography teacher. Looking just as pregnant as ever, 32 weeks to be exact. Her dark brown locks pinned back behind her head. Her big brown eyes staring at you, almost lovingly. Wearing a large grin on her strikingly beautiful face.
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"Mrs.... Mrs. Alvarez?" you muttered. Having certainly not been expecting to see her. A little voice from somewhere in the back of your head reminding you that, Isn't she supposed to be dead?
"No, it's me," she replied, softly. Feeling a hand resting atop your own. "It's Allison."
And that was when it all suddenly came flooding back. The car accident. Waking up and being told by the doctors that they had performed some sort of crazy brain transplant. That your teacher was now dead and your girlfriend was inhabiting her body. It almost overwhelming you as you stared up at her in shock. This was Allison? This was your girlfriend?
...No way! Stuttering meekly then as you tried to wrap your head around what it was you were seeing. "All-Allison...?"
"Yeah," she smiled. "Guess I look a little different now, huh?"
"Just a bit..."
"Sorry, I didn't meant to freak you out."
She might not have meant to, but she most definitely was. Looking and sounding exactly like Miss. Card. It being almost impossible to tell that your girlfriend was actually in there.
"I was just visiting and you started to wake up," she continued. Looking then towards the door. "I should probably go get Dr. Kerry."
You stopped her however. Grabbing at her hand. "Wuh-wuh-wait! Wait a second." It feeling kind of strange to be touching your teacher like that (even though you knew it wasn't really her). "Visiting...?" This part, despite your grogginess, and despite how truly surreal everything felt, for some reason sticking out the most. How could she be visiting? She was in hospital too... Wasn't she?
Realizing that she had just put her foot in it, Allison quickly put a hand to her mouth. Proclaiming, "Oh, God! Of course you don't know." Dropping the bombshell then that, "You've been in a coma for over two weeks. Everyone else was discharged a long time ago. Including me."
Naturally this came as a shock. "Two weeks?" Holy shit! It having only felt like a couple of hours you were out. Wondering if perhaps you'd misheard her. You weren't given the opportunity to hear her repeat it however, before she was on the move. Saying that she should really let Dr. Kerry explain and assuring you that she'd be right back.And with that she quickly hurried out the door. Noting as she went that she was not only wearing Mrs. Alvarez's body, but Mrs. Alvarez's clothes as well. Adding to the illusion that this really was her. A black sweater, grey and white maternity shirt that shows off the huge curve in the belly , black maternity pants and flats. Clothes that you'd seen your very pregnant teacher wear in class many times before. This of course meaning only one thing. That while you were sleeping, Allison had indeed taken over her life. Even moving like her now. Her body now waddling due to the pregnancy and her incredibly swollen, milk filled DD cup boobs bobbing up and down with every step.
Once she was gone, you tried to pull yourself up a little on the bed. Thinking to yourself as you did, This is just too freaky. Fortunately having a lot more movement than you had the last time anyway. Though you were still rather stiff. Spotting to your right, various flower and 'Get well' cards decorating a table next to your bed. Along with a little teddy bear that could have only have come from Allison herself. It appearing, as you looked at them , that what she'd said had indeed been true.
Fuck me... Two whole weeks. How could I have been out of it for two whole weeks?Having seemingly missed a lot.
Just as you were trying to get your head around this, the 'new' Allison returned again. This time with Dr. Kerry in tow.
"Timothy!" he greeted you. "You're back with us at last." A large smile painted across his mustache clad face. "How are you feeling?"
"Okay. ...I guess," you told him. Admittedly feeling a little better now that you were sitting up. Wanting to know however, "What happened?"
Taking a look at the chart at the end of your bed, as well as taking a quick look in both of your eyes with a small torch, Dr. Kerry quickly filled you in. Informing you that a few of your internal organs had suffered internal bleeding that neither him, no Dr. Saunders had been able to pick up on. Which in turn had caused you to pass out. "After performing surgery to fix you up, I'm afraid we had to keep you in a drug induced coma until you were properly healed. Which it seems you now have, you'll be glad to hear."
"Has... Has it really been two weeks?"
"I'm afraid so," he nodded. "We needed to be sure that you were okay and everything had healed correctly. But seeing as you are awake now and your vitals are all stable, after we run a few final checks and you get your strength back, I don't see any reason why you can't head back home tomorrow."
Well, this was good news you supposed. Though you still had a hell of a lot of questions. Most of which concerned the woman currently standing there behind him. The woman who was supposedly your girlfriend, Allison. Still not being able to properly see it. Your brain basically screaming at you that this was your teacher, Mrs. Alvarez. The exact same woman you used to watch grow during her evolving pregnancy while in class. Making it seem infinitely more weird that she was actually standing there now.
Noticing your gaze on her, the doctor then said, "I'm sure you have a lot of questions. About everything, but for now I'd better call your parents and tell them you've woken up." Gesturing to 'Mrs. Alvarez' then, "Allison, perhaps you could..."
"Of course," she smiled. Taking a seat next to your bed as Dr. Kerry excused himself from the room. Leaving the two of you alone.
Looking at her... at what used to be your photography teacher's face, you started chanting away to yourself, This is Allison. This isn't Mrs.Alvarez. It's Allison. Needing to somehow drill this into your brain and accept that it was actually true.
Allison meanwhile, as if realizing this, simply sat there staring rather awkwardly back. "So... I guess this must be kind of weird for you. Seeing me like this."
"You could say that," you nodded. 'Weird' not even covering it.
"Well, don't worry, I was just as freaked out when I first saw myself too, I mean I am pregnant now" she assured you. Having obviously had time since to get used to it (or at least, as used to it as anyone could get). "It is pretty strange, being inside someone else's body. ...Being Mrs. Alvarez. It's like everything is so different now."
Ain't it just, you thought. Your eyes catching sight of those enormous, swollen, milk filled breasts pushing out dramatically from beneath her sweater. Allison having been nowhere near as well endowed. Her former body having been rather slim and athletic. Possessing little less than handfuls, that although fun to play with, were nowhere near the size of the pregnant fueled monsters that were currently hanging off her chest. Mrs. Alvarez's huge pregnant figure being everything that Allison's was not.
Following your gaze, she let out a knowing little sigh. "Yes, even these things." Giving each of her large, sweater clad mound a little lift with her hands. The sight of which boggled your mind.
Feeling your face turn red, you quickly pulled your eyes away and tried to make out like you had no idea what she was taking about. Allison however, could see right through this.
"You don't have to pretend, Tim. Do you really think I don't know about you and Randall's obsession with Mrs. Alvarez's giant pregnant boobs? I'm not an idiot you know!"
She wasn't. That much was obvious. You'd just been extra careful not to mention your fascination with big breasts when you were around her. Not wanting her to feel inadequate or have her thinking that you didn't like hers because they were small (which couldn't be farther from the truth). Feeling like a bit of an idiot now though truth be told, after realizing that you weren't quite as subtle as you'd though.
"Well, now I have them," she continued, "and I can honestly tell you, it's not as much fun as you'd think having to lug around boobs the size of your own head. God knows how Mrs. Alvarez managed it  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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