...d in his head, “I can rebuild you, it doesn't matter at all...”. Then his promise, that he would respect Dee-Dee's body. He imagined her tearing apart, his small soft, bloody body emerging from her corpse. It chilled him, it scared him that he had even thought such a plan was the way to go. “What am I doing?!” thought Dexter. “I don't know” he replied, “But we can find out.” “How” asked Dee-Dee. “We need to perform a full body-scan” said Dexter. “Computer!” he shouted, the monitor floating back into the room, hovering head-height by Dee-Dee. “Please aid Dee-Dee with the extensive biological scanning procedure. Feed the results though the portable audio resonator.” The computer spat out, what looked like the teat of a milk bottle out of its head, and handed it to Dee-Dee. “Huh? What is this” Asked Dee-Dee. “Dee-Dee, I need you to follow the computer, and do exactly as it says, ok?” “Erm, alright” Dee-Dee replied, and she followed the computer to the scanning chamber, her huge belly swinging side-to-side.
Chapter 7 - Second Trimester
Dee-Dee followed the computer, to a large cylinder, which was humming. After a short while, the door opened, and steam poured out. It was bright inside, the sides of the walls covered in mirrors. The computer approached Dee-Dee, “Please remove your clothing.” “WHAT?” Dee-De...