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The Truth

“Hey Cici?”

Cici turned around to see, of all people, Sally standing there.

“T-tell me the truth…” Cici stammered, pointing a shaky finger at her ’friend’s belly. “…about THAT.”

Sally rolled her eyes. “Alright, you want the truth? I tucked Melissa away.” She drummed her fingers on her belly for emphasis.

Cici stumbled to the floor in terror. “B-but how?!” she squeaked, backing away.

Sally stepped forward. “It wasn’t easy,” she admitted. “She struggled quite a bit, but I guess I was too strong for her.” She smiled deviously. “But I’d gladly do it again…” She reached down and unzipped her pants, letting them fall to the floor.

Cici hit the wall. “I thought I was your friend!” she screamed, tears forming.

Sally gripped her and smirked. “You are,” she replied. “But soon you’ll be my baby…”

Cici’s screams were muffled as she was shoved in.

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