Melissa was a raging storm of emotions. Some she could explain rationally, she had caught her lover, that bitch tease slut, Erika sucking Cole's dick. What was that? Was Erika straight, lesbo, or bi? Her sexuality pissed Melissa off. She couldn't stand dicks, they were a ugly probing thing she thought of as a dirt knife. She would no more allow someone to put their steak knife into her than allow a dick between her legs.
If she had spoken to a teacher she would have been told she had Phallophobia, fear of penises. Only Erika's mutant penis, attached to a body that she loved, could have won Melissa over. Erika had had her way with Melissa. But Melissa felt that it was Max that had popped her cherry. Melissa moved more on her heart than her head, she was more emotional than Erika. With her friend being the pragmatic, being fucked by a dog felt wrong but somehow it seemed natural.
"I can't get knocked up by a dog? Can I?" she asked herself.
She was mixture of rage, shame, anger and betrayal at Erika's dog like behavior. She heard Riley asking her in tone that she repeating a question for the umpteenth time.
"Mel are you okay?"
Melissa looked at Riley, she then slapped Riley before bursting into tears. Riley looked mildly surprised despite her face reddening into the shape of Melissa's hand. Melissa ran off to her aunt's house, who was out working, her breasts bouncing and wobbling out of her bra. Their increased pressure pushed her shirt loose showing her bulging belly. Melissa knew that some line had been crossed.
At her aunt's she stood in front of the bathroom mirror she began to examine her body. She opened the buttons on her white school shirt, at first she let the material cover her breasts she pulled back the fabric she ran her right hand over the swollen glands, her nipples had veins bulging from them and her nipples were sore to the touch. She cupped both breasts in her hands feeling their increased bulk.
She then ran a hand over her stomach, it was bloated like with water, food (or cum as Erika had suspected). The bulge was firmer, as if something were growing inside her? On cue she threw up the contents of the snacks, vodka and other drugs she had ingested over the last few hours into the sink. With horror she felt that she was pregnant.
She rifled around in her aunt's sink, Marcy was in her 30s with boyfriends but no kids unlike her twin sister Mercy who had Cole and Melissa, and found three home pregnancy tests. After reading the instructions she decided to use all three. Having peed on them she rolled a joint and smoke some dope while waiting for them to change render a verdict, the tests were digital so they would simply show "pregnant or not pregnant".
Once she had finished her joint Melissa check...