Chapter 212 – If_Happy Story 01: I’m Really Pregnant… It Has Been Done♪
If_Happy Story 01: I’m really pregnant… It has been done ♪
Even though I hesitated for a while, in the end… Upload a photo taken so that the two solid red lines on the six pregnancy tests are clearly visible, and a video of the diagnosis process… I do it.
There was no turning back.
There will be no turning back.
Where did it go wrong?
However, I also know that it’s too late to think about that… I know.
Ah… Ah…
Sadness and fear, joy and happiness… My emotions and feelings were all mixed up, and I couldn’t tell what I was thinking.
It’s a mess.
For a moment, the reply was delivered quickly, as if he was seeing my current situation.
[Xos Charisma]
[Congratulations on your pregnancy.
We could never have imagined that such a result would occur, but since this has happened, we will have to proceed with our work.
We have carefully checked the photo files and videos you attached.
They re-examined it six times.
Thanks to this, it can be said that there is almost no possibility that a misdiagnosis occurred due to some mistake.
However, it would be very absurd to conclude a contract that will determine your life just by looking at the results of a simple pregnancy test.
We also have no intention of proceeding so roughly.
There is a possibility that there was an unavoidable medical examination abnormality due to Ha-eun’s physical condition, or there is a possibility that all six products that Ha-eun purchased had simple mechanical problems.
No matter how improbable it may seem, when something happens, it happens, doesn’t it?
I think Ha-eun probably feels that fact better than anyone else.
Accordingly, we would like to conduct genetic testing to more precisely confirm pregnancy and to confirm paternity in future slave contracts, so please visit the hospital below today.
This is a hospital in which we, X-rated Over Sex, have invested a significant amount of money.
The location is Happy Women’s Medical Clinic, 35 Noryangjin-ro 22-gil, Dongjak-gu, Seoul (3rd floor, Cheonggeum Building).
If possible, please contact us 30 minutes before arrival.
Ha-eun can choose the outfit she wants, but please attach one of the pregnancy tests that confirmed her diagnosis to her necklace so that it is visible.
Once again.
Congratulations on your pregnancy.]
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Pregnancy… Congratulations.
Yeah, obviously… You could say that it is something that deserves to be blessed.
However, for someone who was not prepared and had no idea, it was a very heavy thing.
To a lustful woman who only covets her pleasure… The weight of life was so heavy.
And, sending a congratulatory message despite knowing the contents of the contract, assuming pregnancy, can be said to be mischievous.
What follows is detailed pregnancy verification and paternity confirmation through a hospital.
… Perhaps, just in case, it was hinted at the possibility that the revealed pregnancy was just an error.
On the one hand, the fact that it couldn’t be so was obvious.
Even though she thought she was expecting it, she couldn’t have any doubts.
To raise suspicion, the presence of a total of six pregnancy tests with two clear red lines was strong enough.
A photo of a pregnancy test with two red lines drawn in a row. It hasn’t even been that long since it was uploaded to SEPal, but it must have already been seen by many people, and the response was enthusiastic.
Pregnancy… Congratulatory messages and mischievous ridicule.
And attached to the video, … Blatant disdain for urinating in a dog’s food bowl.
Even if I think about it again, what on earth was I thinking?
… If the pregnancy diagnosis had been uneventful, it would have been nothing more than a dizzying incident, but the result was like this… All I could think was that it was a ridiculous act.
No matter what…
For now, I have no choice but to do what I have to do.
I couldn’t go out to the café today either.
I didn’t have the spirit to do so, but I couldn’t pay attention to anything else unless I took care of the task at hand.
In the end, even though we have come this far… I guess I just can’t accept that fact.
Maybe, maybe… It was a futile hope wandering in my mind.
Simple and ordinary outing clothes like yesterday.
I felt a little uncomfortable due to pressure on my swollen chest.
Up to this point, it can be said to be just a normal outing outfit with only a little bit of emphasis on the chest.
Until here… That is.
I grabbed one of the six pregnancy test kits scattered on the floor.
A small stick, half in hot pink and half in white, that is very visible even from a distance.
The unique color combination and shape were so famous that even a layperson could easily tell what the tool was for at a glance, and it boasted a typical appearance.
Usually red
Two lines.
This object reminiscent of pregnancy, which can only be described with that word, was famous.
It could be said to be a pronoun.
I hung the pregnancy test with those two bright red lines on my necklace.
A pink stick leaning over the chest, showing off its presence.
Unlike the pregnancy badge or swollen abdomen that tell you whether you are pregnant or not, this little stick… There was something that made me feel ashamed.
Why?
It’s just a stick, but I think it’s embarrassing to show it.
I feel like I’m doing something I shouldn’t.
As I was walking outside like this, I couldn’t stop thinking that I was getting a glimpse.
Is it even more so because it is a white blouse?
The pregnancy test hanging around my neck seemed particularly noticeable.
Weekday afternoon.
Perhaps because everyone was still at work, there weren’t many people on the bus, but perhaps it was because of the presence of this small stick hanging around the neck, that it was very… It was hard to bear the feeling of being seen.
At the same time… The feeling of that gaze gives me a creepy feeling.
In a way, the result called pregnancy also hints at the action called the cause…
What is shown itself is reminiscent of the action that caused it.
There was an image that a swollen abdomen and a pregnant badge were typical of a family, but for some reason, this small stick was shown rather than such a pure image… It had the power to remind one of more obscenity.
It’s somehow embarrassing, but I can’t bear to hide it…
I just lowered my head.
I could see that a student sitting nearby was glancing at the side of my neck.
Rather than simply looking at the chest, look at the object around the neck… An act of confirmation.
And then he glanced at my face and the two red lines around my neck.
… I could see that moisture was trapped in the soft silk material covering the bottom.
I understand.
Despite this fact, I was embarrassed by my own sense of being in a lewd mood and couldn’t hide my embarrassment.
It was different from the usual flaunting of lewdness.
It’s disrespectful, like feeling something you shouldn’t do or feel.
Along with that, I felt a sense of immorality as if my pure emotions were being tainted… Even though I was embarrassed, I ended up feeling a deep sense of pleasure.
Whispering sound,
By the time I arrived at my destination, I was suffering from paranoia, as if the sounds were heading towards me, and I was breathing heavily… It also left a light moisture on the chair I was sitting on.
Upon arriving at the hospital called Happy Women’s Medical Clinic, the transfer… I kissed the shoes♡ and put them together… The man and a teacher who looked like a doctor were waiting at the entrance.
For a moment, I waited as if I was being dragged into a room filled with expensive-looking machines.
I was placed on a bed without explanation and an unknown device was pushed into my belly button.
After a moment of loud vibration from the machine, the monitor displayed in front of me flashed and lit up.
… Is it a photo of something?
The smooth cross-section of the pink mucous membrane layer was clearly visible.
An unidentified device pushed into the lower abdomen, a clear image on the screen, and a pink texture with a smooth cross-section reminiscent of a mucous membrane somewhere.
I wasn’t so stupid that I didn’t know what it reminded me of.
Maybe… Inside your own uterus.
I thought I was going to take an ultrasound picture at least, but it was different from the pictures I knew, which were drawn in black and white and couldn’t even figure out what they were without the doctor’s explanation.
Is this a future technology?
The internal photos are as clear and high-quality as if you had inserted the camera yourself. It was projected on the screen.
When I think of a picture of my uterus being shown so blatantly, I feel a little embarrassed and blush.
Whether I was embarrassed or not, the doctor sitting in front of me was operating the device, which was probably a camera, by moving it around my lower abdomen.
Keep moving… A photo that probably reflects one’s own uterus.
It’s disgusting, embarrassing, and somehow fascinating… I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
And, it didn’t take long before something special caught my eye in the video.
On a screen full of pink and bright red mucous membranes, I could see a foreign object alone.
Something very small, with an appearance that could be mistaken for a kidney bean at first glance.
However, there was no way a kidney bean could have suddenly taken root in my uterus, so I don’t know what it was… I soon found out. Furthermore, I can understand it.
If I looked at it with confidence, I could see it more clearly.
Although the head, hands, and feet were not properly formed yet, the small kidney bean-like shape was… I could tell that it was my child and that it was my child.
Really… I’m pregnant.
Such awareness.
Ah… That little kidney bean is my child.
It is true that you are pregnant.
The clear image on the screen that made it impossible to even look away forced me to notice the truth.
That clear evidence could not be denied no matter what was said.
How can we deny the facts that have already been seen with our own eyes?
Now I have an awareness that I cannot deny, the truth that has been seen with my own eyes…
It’s far away.
And the following words from the doctor.
It is said that genetic testing will be conducted to confirm the biological father.
While he was saying that, I could feel the look of disdain on him, wondering what kind of promiscuous life he must have been leading to confirm his paternity already.
Is it just my paranoia?
But, those cold eyes at that time… ♡
Even for things like this, I am really excited… You could say it’s a disqualification for motherhood.
It feels like it would be right to become a slave.
However, even if I become a slave, the life of the child conceived in my womb does not disappear…
It was inevitable that I would worry about this child’s fate and what the future of this life would be.
It was too late now to try to pretend to be her mother, but looking at that tiny, bean-like life form, I couldn’t help but feel that slight awareness.
With that, only 2 weeks pregnant.
Questions are rising whether it is okay to conduct paternity tests on children who have not yet reached a stable stage.
As far as I know, prenatal tests performed before birth are not recommended because they inevitably pose a risk to the fetus within the womb. Even for a fully grown child, there is a risk, so I would be reluctant to do it, but for a child who is not even two weeks old… It’s inevitable to worry about whether it’s okay to do such a thing.
With a body like this, mother… It was truly ridiculous and foolish to pretend to be, but then again… I was worried, as if something had sprouted in the sight of the small child in my gaze.
Especially… I don’t even know what kind of technology it is, but it’s a kidney bean-sized piece of life nestled inside the womb that is reflected in clear image quality.
My…
As I looked at the child, I felt that way even more.
Whether I said that or not, even if I said something worrying, they just made me laugh and laugh, and the preparations for genetic identification were progressing at a rapid pace.
A business-like attitude that seems to just carry out work.
And without any time to stop him, he immediately inserted a long–very thin syringe-like object into my vagina.
Sudden movement.
Very slight pain, almost like a tingling sensation.
With just that, it was over in an instant.
… It ended so easily that I felt it was ridiculous that I was worried.
And, those movements that aren’t rough… I was surprised to see that the test was simpler than I thought, and to feel relieved about my child’s health.
A sense of relief that even I cannot understand.
Motherhood… It’s too shallow a feeling to say.
Nevertheless, it seems that he was not damaged as a human being, and feelings for the child conceived in his stomach arose.
The sample collected from inside my vagina was inserted into a complex, unknown machine next to it.
At the same time, the [XOS Charisma] Master takes out a few strands of hair contained in a small plastic bag and puts them into the mechanical device at the same time.
That day… Does it belong to the people who were there?
[XOS Charisma] The owner took out a total of 17 plastic bags, that day… It was the same as the number of men.
In there… Does this child’s father exist?
Somehow, when I think about it that way, I get a very strange feeling.
At the same time… Among them, my real… If you think there is someone who can become your master, even more so… I couldn’t stop feeling strange.
It’s definitely something to be sad about,
I am… I could tell that he was somehow excited about becoming a slave, about becoming someone’s property.
Ah… It was terrible.
Just a moment ago, I thought it was a mother’s awareness and concern for her child’s safety. If you look away for just a moment, this is what it looks like.
In no time, you succumb to lewdness and self-masochism.
Ah…
I am a mother, I am disqualified.
With that realization, I even felt a faint orgasm♥.
Truly, it could be said that she is not worthy of being a mother.
I am alone among the noisy, vibrating machines… I was so excited.
Indeed… It couldn’t have been a poor mother♡
The pure white lace panties soaked in moisture were the proof of all things.
