It’s 9:15 and the late bell just rang.

“Shit! I’m late again…”

Corey drops his gatorade he bought from the vending machine and bolts off to the E-Wing of his school. As he flies up the stairs, he knocks over a few individuals.

“Sorry! I’m really late!”

He bursts through the door where his Anatomy class sits firmly watching an educational video with the title zooming on to the screen reading, ‘The Reproductive System’. He scans the room until he sees one of his best friends Christy. As he’s about to walk over to her, his teacher stops him with a hand on his shoulder.

“This is the tenth time you’re late Corey. Do you know what that means?”
“Umm… no?”
That means you are to report to the education office, call your parents and tell them when to meet you after school so I can talk about your odd tardyness.”
“No! Please Miss! Just give me this one break! I promise I won;t be late. Traffic was bad, my mom just recently lost her job and-”
“Okay, okay. But you better be here on time tomorrow or else its the phone Mr.”
“Yes Miss.”

Corey with a sigh of relief sits next to Cristy.

“Nice show. When’s act two?”
“Huh?”
“You know, the part where you lie about having a tummy ache?”

Both Corey and Christy release a giggle, followed by Corey’s teacher shushing them.

“So what did I miss?”
“Nothing really. She took attendance and asked for our homework.”
“…Homework?”
“Yeah, where we have to type up a report on the Human Brain and the parts of the brain.”
“Oh shit…”
“Corey! Did you forget?”
“Fuck…”

The movie continues with presenting the Female Genetalia. Corey begins to giggle a bit.

“(snurk) (snort) Hehehee… vagina…”
“Corey really? You can’t be mature?”
“Hee hee… (clears throat) Sorry Christy.”

Fast forward to the end of school. Corey and Christy hang out at the front gates.

“Heheheheee… Vagina, why couldn’t they name it just a pusssy instead?”
“Wow, you still won’t get over that video huh? You know, if you were paying attention to the video, the Vagina-”
“Ha! Vagina!”

Christy punches Corey in the shoulder.

“Ow! What the hell?”
“LIKE I was saying, women don’t just have that so jerks like you, no offense, can laugh about it all day long. Alot of things happen down there.”
“Pfff, yeah like sex and periods…”
“What my point is COREY…is that when we are giving birth, it ain’t no laughing matter alright? So can you be a little more serious when it comes to these kind of things? Especially at a 5 star school?”
“Alright, I’ll try to be more mature.”

The next day begins with Corey coming in to his Anatomy class on time, but looking a bit odd.

“Hi Corey, its nice to see you’re here on ti- Oh Corey, are you alright?”
“I-I think so.”

Corey waddles in with a pale face and glossy blood shot eyes.

“Come here lemme feel you forehead……Oh my goodness, you have a fever! Why did you come here?”
“Well, like you said Miss…(gurgle) You were gonna…(throat gurgle)!”

Corey vomits green fluid pigmented with red around his shoes.

Corey is sent home with a note from the doctors office and is later in bed. Corey’s mother walks in to take his temperature.

“You feeling okay honey?”
“No, not really.”
“Aww poor baby, here place this under your tongue and I’ll be back with some medicine.”

Corey falls asleep later, but is woken up with a jolt coming from his stomach. Corey is surprised but thinks it was nothing and tries to fall asleep again. The jolt happens again and Corey sits up in his bed. A scared look appears on his face as he places his hand slowly on his belly. He waits…

A kick bumps his hand up…

Corey gasps and leaps out off bed.

“Mom!…MOOOOM!”

No answer.

“Dad!?….”

No answer… Corey runs out his bedroom and peers into his parents room. They’re gone. He runs into the kitchen and faintly sees a piece of paper with writing on it. He turns on the kitchen light and reads the note.

“Went to grab some food for dinner. Will be back at 8:00.”

Corey feels another kick and movement inside his belly. He runs to the bathroom and turns on the light only to see himself in the mirror with his upper body bare and sleeping shorts on. His belly has swollen a bit and he sees in the reflection his skin crawling and pointing with what would resemble a babies foot. Corey stands frozen with fear. Corey’s cell rings snapping him out of his trance. He runs to his room and answers it.

“Hel-hello?”
“Corey, its Christy! Something fucking weird is happening… I just went into the bathroom and-”

Corey screams in pain. What ever is in his stomach is trying to get out. The pain is too intense. He get a pair of barber scissors and stabs open his belly with them.

“AAARRRGHHHGHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
“Corey?! COREY?!”

He cuts open his stomach hearing the tear of his skin carried through his arms and up to his ears. He finally finishes and grabs whatever the thing is by one of its limbs.

“Corey? Whats wrong?!”

Christy is standing in her room with an handful of what appears to be semen.

“Corey! Whats going on?!!”
“…(a baby cries in the background)”
“Corey what is that!?”
“It’s…It’s a girl…”
Credit To – Created By: Dark Ages

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