Jane generated another sentence.
"Jane's identical septuplets are due in 4 months."
Jane selected months and changed it to hours. If she couldn't get rid of the pregnancy, she could atleast skip most of it. Jane not realizing it had pushed her pregnancy back five months earlier, not aging her four months in the future. Jane looked down as she started to breath heavy, each breath causing her stomach to swell massively. Septuplets would make any women's stomach grow unreasonably large, but on Jane's teenage body it was just nonsensical. Jane groaned as it surged further and further, her shirt riding up as it exposed her belly to the world. Her breasts jumping up in a few cup sizes as they became ready to feed seven newborn babies, only causing her shirt to strain even more. Jane whimpered as she felt the button of her pants ping off, the zipper flying down as her stomach demanded more space. Jane fell down onto the couch behind her, her new center of gravity was way off, she probably had 60 pounds of baby hanging off of her, almost half her original weight now sitting on her gut. Jennifer struggled to stand back up, she would need a hand for sure.
Reality caught up as her shirt gained past milk stains, her clothes being traded out with a simple gown. The birthday party was much more simpler due to her reduced mobility. Jane looked around dazed as her mother returned with a glass of water.