The docotr inside me (Patreon)

I feel it squirm in my belly, kicking as if it has a chance to get out. But it doesn't have it. His denial, his mockery, all of that was over the moment I swallowed him whole. Now he is mine alone, trapped in my stomach, his life literally digested by the truth he refused to accept.

Every movement he makes inside me makes me laugh. "Didn't you believe in my pregnancy, doctor? Well here you are, kicking like my son will."