aphanon_meme | Part 11 comes after Part 10

Part 11 comes after Part 10

Part 10 is over! Part 11 is here. If you haven't checked the challenge entry, the challenge has been extended until Part 11 maxes. Hopefully that is enough time for people who are busy with finals and such to find time to enter, if they'd like to!

Should I mention that the number 11 scares me? I really don't like that number. Like how Natalie Portman hated the number 5 (or 6?) in Where the Heart Is. But a higher number. Well, anyway.

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*No image bombing.

Da Notes:
*If you're feeling down, make sure to get help, and refer to links on previous parts if you need them.
*If you don't know how to post images while anon, refer to this comment. Make sure to follow the directions on that comment as well!

And also:
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*What you say is what you say, so please make sure you want to say it. Except for special cases (that hopefully will not come up) I won't be deleting or screening comments.
*This is a NSFW space. Warnings are not required.
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Congratulations! You are a pregnant and your child may or may not be a new baby nation that will spawn off its own culture and people! But the road ahead is very rocky, and who said that nation-pregnancy would be any easier than a normal one? You've still got a very human BODY, after all.

You're feeling even more desperate and confused over this change to your life, asking "WHY? WHY ME?" and wondering when and HOW your baby nation will come out. After all, you don't have an "exit" like the human women who are naturally built for carrying children.

But while you're trying and failing to comprehend how you'll get through this period of time, another very strange and frightening change starts to take place in your body:

It appears that your once-flat pecs have begun to swell into a pair of BOOBS! Or moobs, in your case. Looks like if it keeps up, you may have to invest in...a BRA.

(And you're pretty sure that your belt didn't feel so tight last week)

Now that some time has passed you by, are you feeling any better?

Probably not considering that your cramping has returned, and with a harsh vengeance at that. Your moobs are sensitive, your gums are leaking blood, and you're not only feeling, but starting to LOOK bloated.

To the public eye, you're just a FATTY! Little do they know of the horror and confusion you've found yourself experiencing with what lies inside your increasingly-mountainous gut.

Hungry? So eat. EAT. And eat, no matter what strange looks the others give you at the seemingly-inedible concoctions you've been grabbing and wolfing down.

Oh no! Now you've got heartburn, and your back is killing you again! Your partner tries to help, but your mood swings prove to be dangerous and he, normally the well-adjusted one, winds up flinching (possibly cowering) from your wrath.

Even worse now, it's become harder to sleep at night when your legs are feeling the stabbing of pain and you wind up kicking your beloved in your sleep.

You can't even think of considering the other option, let alone think of how they'll get it out of you. But it's got to come out eventually, and the question of how haunts your dreams...

You're "glowing" now as they would say, but the itchiness of your gut and those unsightly stretch marks popping up on it have put a damper on that situation.

Your partner does what he can to help relieve you, but your shortness of breath makes it hard for you to thank him as much as you'd like or to apologize for your snoring having driven him up the wall with madness.

But now another problem has reared its ugly head, or rather, FEET: You can't fit into your old shoes anymore! As you struggle and fight the losing battle of trying to squeeze your huge, swollen feet into your tight shoes, you wind up in a jam due to your beach ball of a gut! Oh the humanity!

"Daddy" must try and help you get out of those dreadful things, but daddy is too busy finding either amusement or plain embarassment at your unfortunate situation. Looks like you'll be here all night.

Now that you're getting closer to the end of the line with each passing week, the ungodly itch has spread to your very hands and your "glow" is looking more and more like the nasty rash it actually is.

Your moobs are probably as big as Miss Ukraine's now, and your navel is popping out and becoming a freakishly pointy and deformed growth.

And now your MPreg has not only become a figurative pain in the ass, but a literal one: Say hello to Mr.Pile and Miss Hemmorhoid, who have taken up residence in your poor abused rectum! They'll be hanging out there for a while and causing you more itchiness and discomfort than what you had at the start.

No wonder you've become unable to sleep at night! Those tender, leaky moobs and swollen feet of yours must be hell to live with, especially when "Daddy" has to clip your toenails or help you put on your shoes now. Those varicose veins sure don't look so hot on you either.

But your baby will be able to hear your loud mood swings too, so you can give thanks to it, along with the man who "did this" to you, when you begin to scream and wish it would just burst out of you already.

Making love during this time has become an awkward thing to even think about, especially with your potential baby-nation as a voyeur listening in or even cockblocking the process...

Normal expectant humans attend Lamaze class. In your case, you are stuck at home with "Daddy" attempting to consult a video tape on it and failing epically at helping you out, because it would appear that a trickster put together a tape with the most ridiculous exercises and instructions for ANY pregnant being.

And now you've been forgetting things more than usual, and your eyes are failing you as well! But your baby is coming along nicely and that's all that matters...right? Right?

Oh the pain you're feeling, the horrible pain! But you've come this far, so what's stopping you now?

Sure, you look and feel like a beached whale and can no longer see your monstrously-swollen feet, and your man-breasts are even more tender and leaking like whoa, and your back is killing you at that. But it's MAGICAL, they say. MAGICAL!

Oops! Now your water just broke! Looks like your baby-nation has picked the right time to make its official debut to the rest of the world. But wait, "water breaking"? You're a male, right?

...Well, good luck in the delivery room! As you're screaming and crushing your beloved's hand and crying and wailing, the contractions get even more intense. Each "push" they tell you to take will only make things even more painful and confusing, when will it all be over?

But wait, where will the baby be popping out from? You and "Daddy" both ask that to the nation-on-hand (who was forced into acting as your doctor). The unhelpful "midwife" can only laugh, and your face goes white in horror when you hear just WHERE the baby will come out. But too late, get ready to push it out your--

*TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES*

"My MPreg Simulator! Now on sale! You too can experience the joys and pains that come with the birth of a new nation!"

Egh, ignore any grammatical errors. This is what happens when you're sleep-deprived but can't get to sleep and have a dangerous mind.

I'll do a bonafide serious "Body Horror" fic sometime soon, but I had to get this crackbunny out of my mind.

THIS IS IT
I'M NEVER GETTING PREGGERS

TOO LATE

YOU'RE PREGNANT AND IT'S ITALY'S. AND BLOWN-UP PHOTOS OF ITS SMILING DEMENTED FACE WILL HAUNT YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, LIKE THE ONES OF ITS FATHER ON THIS MEME D

That...

doesn't always happen, does it...?

And that's why you should always use a condom, Mr. Sex Machine :|

But...! They're so... boring!

Greece I just want to imagine one thing for me right now. Okay? Ready?

PREGNANT JAPAN.

http://www.kittyhell.com/2007/11/12/hello-kitty-condoms/

Oh my god XD

Reminds me, Japan also had SAILOR MOON pregnancy test kits at some point too.

~~And Hello Kitty laxative powder, to get back on the Hello Kitty subject. Yes little girls, get the idea to make yourselves bulimic to be as pretty as the kitty!~~

I googled "hello kitty condom" and BAM, first link.

~~But Hello Kitty is so round. If you want to look like her you need to be fat.~~

HELLO KITTY: Encouraging eating disorders for the lulz!

...

th-those are kinda cute...

I still don't want to wear one...

Then I hope you at least pay child support. Don't be a deadbeat dad, Greece D:

... -SIGH~-

Don't make Japan a single mommy, Greece D: I don't think he could handle a kid...

...

I wouldn't do that...

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But it's so cute and lolipop-packaged

But they ruin the mood!

A belly full of baby will ruin it too!

We could always put 'em on that birth control stuff...