The ones that were aware of the reality changes all looked at Diego: well, the ones not in utero, that was. Before any of them could let out a word, Eric collapsed, clutching his expanded belly. He let out a groan that reverberated throughout the mall as a mass of clear liquid began seeping out below his dress...
His water broke.
"Erica!" Diego shouted, running to his wife's side and holding them up the best he could. "S-Someone call an ambulance! It's going to be okay, hon...it's going to be okay. I'm here. Just remember your breathing exercises...breathe..."
To the outside observer - even to another laboring woman - Diego's words would have provided some comfort to his wife.
It did no such thing for Eric.
Turning into a woman would've been enough for him to mentally struggle - having to uncomfortably deal with having breasts and a pussy alongside other bodily changes. Components just piled on top of each other. He had regressed decades in physical age. He didn't know where his wife and daughter were. He was pregnant and going into labor with absolutely no practice beforehand...aside from as a husband like Diego. Unlike Eric with Candice, however, Eric had never met Diego before. How the hell could he try making it sound easy!? How the hell could he...could he...Eric couldn't handle it - he froze, on the verge of fainting, the only sounds he could make being his unfocused hyperventilating and occasional screaming as the contractions began. The fetus was slowly being pushed out...a fetus aware of their situation. Who knew how drastically their increased involvement would put both mother and child in danger? Miscarriage? Death? It was the worst case scenario...but how likely was it?
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"What the hell...?" Josh muttered, having absolutely no idea what was happening. How the hell did a pregnant woman just appear with another one he could barely recognize as his wife? Was she even his wife? He directed his attention to Rick as a crowd began forming around Eric and Diego - some offering water, some saying help would be there soon, some looking away and trying to move forward. In any case, the surrounding area was packed with people - any of whom could interfere with a camera shot.
Of course, this was currently only a concern to Rick, who waddled next to Josh, putting a hand on his shoulder. He grunted for a moment as he felt a kick inside him again - a harrowing reminder that the display in front of him could have been him...or still be him, depending on what happened. A large part of him wanted to be next to his father and try to help him through such a process, but the camera was an even bigger deal - an even bigger danger. "Look, I can explain everything. Just give me the camera. Please."
Everything was in Josh's hands now. Would he trust this woman? At the very least, her talk of the camera made it seem important...probably something he shouldn't mess with...on purpose.