The shout caused Mary to stagger as she pulled her hand out before running to the stairs. "Is everything all right?" she called up. Joseph was now standing and staring up at her. From upstairs, she could hear Hannah muttering something in a panic. Mary ran up as quickly as she could.
In Mary's bedroom, she found Rebecca sitting up next to the bed near the nightstand. The lamp was lying on the floor, with Hannah looking over Rebecca's head. "I'm fine," Rebecca said, annoyed.
"What happened?" Mary asked.
"I was dumb," Rebecca replied.
Hannah shook her head. "You looked faint and fell," she said before turning to her mother. "She hit her head against the corner of the nightstand. She had passed out for few seconds."
"Play up the drama, why don't you?" Rebecca said before wincing at a concerned Hannah's touch.
"I'll get some ice," said Mary before stepping away. When she got back, she found Hannah kissing Rebecca on the lips. Mary blinked and then quickly coughed to announce her presence. The two parted and glanced at her.
Rebecca took the ice and put it against her head. "Thanks." Strangely, Hannah was the one who looked like she was sweating.
"I just wish you two wouldn't...," Mary started. She stopped when Hannah gave a gasp of pain and doubled onto the floor. In a heartbeat both women were at her side, "Hannah, what's wrong?"
"Maybe we should call a doctor," said Rebecca, and then Hannah started to spasm. Mary screamed in surprise and pulled back.
Hannah body started to contort, and then she screamed. Oddly, the scream started at her usual high-pitch, but then it started to inhumanly drop. Hannah's neck throbbed outward, and her head started to reshape. In seconds, her whole body started to. "What in God's name?" asked Mary, terrified. Hannah's body started to grow, and very quickly her neckline was strangling her. Rebecca grabbed it by her hands and tore it open, letting her breath. The tear went a good way down her chest, and Mary could see more changes.
Hannah was never very well-endowed, but what little was there was flattening out while her rib-cage seemed to expand. "What is...!?" Hannah managed to inject with a deeper voice between her screams before more spasm came. Then her grabbed her private region and cried out again. "It... HURTS!" She pulled her pant leggings down, along with her unmentionables. And there, Mary could see something coming up from within her womanhood. A somewhat-familiar shaft emerged along with two testicles. Once out, the hole behind them was gone. As what was once her daughter continued to reshape, Mary stared at it.
"Oh my God," Mary prayed. He did it. The Lord answered her prayer. This was a miracle.
Rebecca was more confused than anything else. "What the hell?" She touched it, and looked it over. "This doesn't look completely hu..." A look of realization crossed her face. "Oh no," she said, standing up.
"It's a miracle," Mary said, as Hannah's writhing slowed down. Mary could feel the warmth of God building within her again. She smiled at Rebecca, "Now you two can be a proper couple."
"No," said Rebecca. "It's not that. She's..." Suddenly Rebecca gasped, and she knelt next to Hannah. "This is..." She started clutching at her hands and grinding her teeth. "This is...."
Hannah slowly sat up and looked at herself. Mary's new son was extremely handsome. What features of Richard she had were now much more pronounced, although the body hair was looking a little excessive. Mary's memories of being with her husband flooded her mind, but she pushed them back. "I need to tell Father Gardel. He needs to know of this miracle," Mary turned and headed out.
"N-" Rebecca was about to protest, but Hannah leaned forward and in his heat planted a kiss on her mouth.
"I... I can't stop," he said. "I... what is...?"
Rebecca opened up her hands, and she looked at the small claws. "Shit... oh shit." She looked up at the door, and Mary was already gone. "This isn't going to end well," she said, and then her body started to transform more.
Mary quickly left the house and ran to her car, and then she had to stop. Suddenly the desire for sex was strong upon her. "What...?" she said, confused. "My God, please tell me what you wish of me. You saved my child's soul. Tell me what I should do?" Her loins flared up in heated desire. She leaned up against her car door. The feeling confused her further. "But my husband is passed. I can't... I need...." The desire was getting too strong. So she nodded. "It is your will. I obey your will, My Lord."
"Misses Labrant?" a voice said. She looked up. It was Timothy Wedrows, one of the local boys from town who helped on the farm from time to time. It looked like the fifteen year old was coming in from the outer fields after finishing the last of his late chores. "You alright?"