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I am one of the last remaining Jedi. In a world of new hope, the remaining few have gathered together so that we may create more jedi. I am the youngest, most fertile female, so I have chosen to provide my womb to the jedi order. I am with the head doctor on the space station that the New Republic has begun to create. As we float through the 0G space station to the medical center in which I will be spending the next nine months, the doctor explains to me the process I am about to undertake.
"In your ovaries, you have held thousands of immature eggs, or follicles, waiting to become eggs. When you donated these follicles to the cause, we started maturing them in our lab. With modern technology, we have been able to grow far more than your body ever naturally would. We have coupled each egg with a healthy Jedi sperm. Today we are going to implant them, in all about 400,000."
Four hundred thousand? I'm going to have four hundred thousand tiny little Jedi growing inside me? This does explain why they were so honored when I offered to have Jedi babies for them. It's going to be a long nine months.
As we go through the door into the medical center, I'm amazed by how huge it is. It's at least seven stories high, and roughly square in shape. "How big am I going to get if I have 400,000 babies inside of me?"
"I've done some rough calculations," the doctor replied, "and I believe your womb will grow to about nine meters in radius. Normally this would not be possible for a human to do. However, we have made certain preparations to make the experience as manageable as possible. Firstly, we will be providing you with adequate medication to allow your body to adapt to these extreme conditions of growth and expansion. Second of all, you will be using a feeding tube constantly. You will need to be taking in a huge number of calories every hour, so it is only practical to use one. Said tube will also contain large doses of midichlorians, so that the young jedi will become bigger and stronger than they otherwise would. Third, you will quickly become too large to move around, even to the facilities. We will have a pair of tubes in the necessary regions to remove excrement. Do you have any questions?"
I looked at him with a blank stare.
"I know, it's a lot to take in all at once. However, I think you'll settle into the role quite well. I'll have at least one nurse ready to help you at all times. Now, are you ready to begin?"
"I-I guess." He brings me over to a large machine, and begins strapping me in.
"These straps aren't permanent; I just need to keep you from floating away while you're being fertilized." He takes a large syringe and injects it into my uterus. He then takes a needle attached to a large IV bag and puts it in my arm. I've never been fazed by needles, which is good, because it sounds like I get to have this one for a while. Yay. I may be sounding sarcastic, but honestly I'm just nervous and excited for the coming months. It's been my lifelong dream to be a mother, but on this scale, I never imagined.
"Alright, now I'm going to insert the tubes for waste removal," the doctor tells me. He brings over two tubes and inserts them into my bladder and colon. It's a bit odd having tubes all over, but they're long enough that I still have plenty of flexibility to move about.
"Great, I think you're all set up. If you have any questions, feel free to ask your nurse. I'll check in every few days." With that, he unstrapped me, and left. Well, now I'm floating about here in this cavernous medical room, twiddling my thumbs, with the fate of the future of the jedi and the galaxy sitting between my hips. Lovely.
I don't have to wait long, as changes begin almost immediately. Within minutes, I'm already noticing a strain on my previously loose-fitting examination gown, so I take it off to see what changes have started taking place. I already look pregnant with twins (at least, and my previously small breasts have already begun swelling. I'm surprised that I hadn't noticed these changes immediately, but then I remember the medication the doctor mentioned he would be administering me through my IV drip.
In no more than five minutes, I've swollen up larger than a beach ball. I'm exhausted, so I decide to take a nap.
I wake up, and check my watch. Several hours have passed, and I'm already huge. My belly is too large for me to even wrap my hands halfway around, and my breasts have grown to the size of basketballs. I rub one of them, and a little milk dribbles out. I call a nurse over, and she shows me how to collect milk. Eventually, she tells me, I may be producing so much milk that I need help doing a task even that simple. I would think it's preposterous, but my body has already changed so much. My butt cheeks have grown a little bit bigger, and my hips have widened slightly. When I milk myself as much as I can, the nurse takes the bag and puts it in a refrigerator for safekeeping.
I have a strong urge to pee, so I look for signs to the nearest bathroom. Then, I remember about the tubing. Even if I did find a bathroom, I'm not sure I could fit into one of the space-efficient stalls. I cautiously go in the tubing. Once I finish, I cautiously look back. It looks fine, and I let out a sigh of relief. That would be embarrasing to ask the nurse to help me with.
I give the side of my belly a rub. It's completely taut, but it feels so good. There will be challenges, but all in all, this is going to be pretty awesome.
"In your ovaries, you have held thousands of immature eggs, or follicles, waiting to become eggs. When you donated these follicles to the cause, we started maturing them in our lab. With modern technology, we have been able to grow far more than your body ever naturally would. We have coupled each egg with a healthy Jedi sperm. Today we are going to implant them, in all about 400,000."
Four hundred thousand? I'm going to have four hundred thousand tiny little Jedi growing inside me? This does explain why they were so honored when I offered to have Jedi babies for them. It's going to be a long nine months.
As we go through the door into the medical center, I'm amazed by how huge it is. It's at least seven stories high, and roughly square in shape. "How big am I going to get if I have 400,000 babies inside of me?"
"I've done some rough calculations," the doctor replied, "and I believe your womb will grow to about nine meters in radius. Normally this would not be possible for a human to do. However, we have made certain preparations to make the experience as manageable as possible. Firstly, we will be providing you with adequate medication to allow your body to adapt to these extreme conditions of growth and expansion. Second of all, you will be using a feeding tube constantly. You will need to be taking in a huge number of calories every hour, so it is only practical to use one. Said tube will also contain large doses of midichlorians, so that the young jedi will become bigger and stronger than they otherwise would. Third, you will quickly become too large to move around, even to the facilities. We will have a pair of tubes in the necessary regions to remove excrement. Do you have any questions?"
I looked at him with a blank stare.
"I know, it's a lot to take in all at once. However, I think you'll settle into the role quite well. I'll have at least one nurse ready to help you at all times. Now, are you ready to begin?"
"I-I guess." He brings me over to a large machine, and begins strapping me in.
"These straps aren't permanent; I just need to keep you from floating away while you're being fertilized." He takes a large syringe and injects it into my uterus. He then takes a needle attached to a large IV bag and puts it in my arm. I've never been fazed by needles, which is good, because it sounds like I get to have this one for a while. Yay. I may be sounding sarcastic, but honestly I'm just nervous and excited for the coming months. It's been my lifelong dream to be a mother, but on this scale, I never imagined.
"Alright, now I'm going to insert the tubes for waste removal," the doctor tells me. He brings over two tubes and inserts them into my bladder and colon. It's a bit odd having tubes all over, but they're long enough that I still have plenty of flexibility to move about.
"Great, I think you're all set up. If you have any questions, feel free to ask your nurse. I'll check in every few days." With that, he unstrapped me, and left. Well, now I'm floating about here in this cavernous medical room, twiddling my thumbs, with the fate of the future of the jedi and the galaxy sitting between my hips. Lovely.
I don't have to wait long, as changes begin almost immediately. Within minutes, I'm already noticing a strain on my previously loose-fitting examination gown, so I take it off to see what changes have started taking place. I already look pregnant with twins (at least, and my previously small breasts have already begun swelling. I'm surprised that I hadn't noticed these changes immediately, but then I remember the medication the doctor mentioned he would be administering me through my IV drip.
In no more than five minutes, I've swollen up larger than a beach ball. I'm exhausted, so I decide to take a nap.
I wake up, and check my watch. Several hours have passed, and I'm already huge. My belly is too large for me to even wrap my hands halfway around, and my breasts have grown to the size of basketballs. I rub one of them, and a little milk dribbles out. I call a nurse over, and she shows me how to collect milk. Eventually, she tells me, I may be producing so much milk that I need help doing a task even that simple. I would think it's preposterous, but my body has already changed so much. My butt cheeks have grown a little bit bigger, and my hips have widened slightly. When I milk myself as much as I can, the nurse takes the bag and puts it in a refrigerator for safekeeping.
I have a strong urge to pee, so I look for signs to the nearest bathroom. Then, I remember about the tubing. Even if I did find a bathroom, I'm not sure I could fit into one of the space-efficient stalls. I cautiously go in the tubing. Once I finish, I cautiously look back. It looks fine, and I let out a sigh of relief. That would be embarrasing to ask the nurse to help me with.
I give the side of my belly a rub. It's completely taut, but it feels so good. There will be challenges, but all in all, this is going to be pretty awesome.
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Wow, this is pretty good!
And also, I hope that there will be less influence on those waste-removal tubes in the future (such as just assuming that they're doing their business).