Missy smiled as she felt her thighs slowly become more well-toned and muscular as she rubbed the mysterious and miraculous salve into them. Bracing herself against the wall she carefully got back to her feet, and was pleased to see that, indeed, her now-stronger legs could much more easily bear the weight of her expanded womb, although her center of gravity was still somewhat thrown off by her extended belly. "Well...That's one problem solved, I suppose...", she mused before she suddenly felt another movement come from within her. Moving a hand to where she had felt the peculiar sensation emerge from her now watermelon-sized belly, she looked down at her body, now so radically changed from just a few minutes beforehand, and now, seemingly, carrying another, unborn life created wholly by the effects of that peculiar, inexplicable salve.
She wondered... Was she about to go into labor soon? ...Considering that her belly was now easily the approximate size and shape of a typical full-term pregnancy, it was easily a possibility now. She had certanly seemed to fast-forward through the rest of the process. ... Was she really ready for this? Looking at herself, she began to wonder if she had leapt into this just a bit impulsively... She had, indeed, always wanted to become a mother someday, and she had used the salve specifically desiring the hope that it could help make that wish come true... But, at the same time, she had still been a bit uncertain if it was even within the salve's power to actually impregnate her and help her create new life... Now, however, not only had it proven that it indubitably *was* within it's power, but that the scope of its effect was even greater than Missy could have possibly imagined when she was siply considerin the idea.
... Well, in any case, it seemed that, wether she was truly ready or not, tthe situation was now well past the issue of debate, so she had better *get* ready... She also figured that if she *was* going to go into labor, it would likely be within just a few more moments... Best if she got back to her bed and layed down, if it came to that. She didn't want to wind up giving birth to her new baby on the bathroom floor. Walking with her shifted weight still proved to be awkward, even with her strengthened thighs to support her, but it was ony a few yards back to her bed, so she was able to manage a fairly brisk waddle back to her bedroom... quickly grabbing a big armful of towels from her linen closet along the way... and, turning herself about, collapsed heavily onto her cushiony mattress.
She rubbed her hands over her greatly expanded belly once more. Now, all she could do was wait with bated breath to see if she was really about to go into labor or not. She felt another, rolling movement and wondered if she was carrying a boy or a girl... It only just now occured to her that she could have probably specified just which gender she wanted her child to be, if she had put a little more specific desire into the thought when she hd sprayed herself... Instead, she had merely just applied the salve with the vague, unspecific desire to simply "become a mother"... Oh well, wether it was a boy or a girl, she was sure she would love it no matter what gender it turned out to be...
However, what did not quite occur to Missy was that, by failing to be more mentally specific about the nature and details of her desired pregnancy that she hadwanted when she sprayed herself, that the salve, bereft of the human ability to make concious judgement calls, might fufill her vague wish in the most unjudgementally literal manners possible... That, it might not simply be her child's gender that would be randomly determined, but that the very nature of the pregnancy itself might turn out to be randomly determined... After all, all that she had asked for was just "to become a mother"...
And thus, as she lay on her bed, awaiting whatever was abour to happen next, litte did Missy suspect but that her pregnancy was, indeed, far more abnormal in nature than merely its incredibly advanced speed. She had no way of knowing yet, but...