Taking a chance on the wrapped sandwich, you open it and see it is completely untouched, or at least not eaten. Biting into the sandwich, you scarf it down before anyone comes walking through. Moving on, you exit the park feeling completely normal. According to everything you’ve heard, if you just ate mutagens with that sandwich, you’d already start transforming. No tail, no furry ears, no paws or claws. You think you’re in the clear!
About to leave, you hear feminine grunting, but it’s not out of pleasure, but rather out of pain. Peering carefully around a pair of trash cans, you find a very naked, very pregnant bunny mutant spreading her legs but trying to hold back from delivering. Her sex is flowing with birthing juices as her opening dilates.
“Gah! Please, help me! I don’t wanna give birth, not now, not here,” she moans with painful cramps racking her.
You stare there shocked. You feel for her, but every bit of her is leaking mutagen fluids.
“Please, I’m still myself. My boyfriend mutated then knocked me up this morning before moving onto another bitch to fuck.”
“You got knocked up… this morning?” you ask awestruck by at less than 12hr pregnancy.
“Yes, he…. Oh… oh fuuck! Ummmmph!” she moans as contractions come, unable to control her animal instincts to push. “Fuck fuck fuck, it’s coming it’s coming, please help.”
What do you do? If you help her, you’ll be touching and pulling her mutant baby from her mutagen soaked pussy, but can you leave her here like this?