Page 32 of Furi

And she was on her own.

Not wanting to think about it, she worked herself each day to the point of being numb. And then she woke in the middle of the night and needed to throw up. It set the pattern for the next 4 weeks. Unable to keep much down, she kept her hydration up but food she hardly touched and still she would be throwing up. Her food remaining dry and plain, none of it cooked goods, the smell of food cooking only made it worse. She stayed away from the barn boiling all water and chilling it down to drink. One minute feeling sick, the next starving.

And as quickly as it came, she woke up one day feeling great. And starving loading up a plate of food and devouring the lot.

Her body turning things around and on a mission to eat.

A month in and her clothes were getting tight.

Struggling to wear anything. Her boobs were bigger and more tender. Her butt on an expansion plan she had no control over. Her waist spreading and growing. Her body tired day by day.

It crossed her mind that she might be pregnant but then she knew Cyborgs were sterile. It made no sense. But no matter what, she didn’t miss her weekly session with 4 and Emily.

Sitting at her desk, drinking her coda she waited for the connection.

The screen came alive and she sat forward. Eager to see Emily and 4. Only a strange women sat there. She looked like a medic. Fear struck her. “What happened? Is Emily okay?”

“Emily is fine. There are no concerns here. 4 and his men are all well.”

“Thank God. I was really scared for a minute.”

“I’m Dr Mackensie. I’m a Mate to the Empire and run the medical and research center on the Space Station, the Empire headquarters.”

“Nice to meet you. Betty Porter.”

“Hi Betty. I hear you’ve not been well. Sickness. Some swelling? When was the last time you had your period?”

She froze. “Period?” She’d not had one last month.

“Your cycle when did you last have it?”

“I missed last month but I was sick. Due any time now.”

“I hear you were with Furi? Spent time together intimately. He gave you his blood and cum?” She gave a wary nod. “Did he tell you you were a potential mate?” Holding her breath she gave another nod. “And he still covered you? Had sex with you? Hard, long and vigorous?”

“Well this isn’t embarrassing.”

“It's life. Cyborg sex is demanding and unforgiving. Their need rides them. The fact that they never had anything of their own in captivity drives them on to find the one human female that matches their DNA, one that they can bond to and have a legacy.”

“Legacy? As in a child?”

The doc gave a nod. “Furi has registered a marriage to you with the Empire.”

“He did that to help me here.”

“Did he tell you it was dangerous to bond with a female and then leave her?”

She frowned. She couldn’t remember. “In all honestly, I don’t remember it.”

“I’d like to do a blood test. Do you have a wand?” She nodded. “Can you do it now while I’m here and send me the results.” Blinking she reached out to the medical drawer and pulled out the medical wand. Holding it against her skin it took a sample lifting it from the skin cells without marking her skin at all. Loading the results to her PID she sent it to the link the doc was using to vid conference. “I’ve got it. A moment please.”

Her brow sweating, she wiped it. The wait unbearable. If she was pregnant she wasn’t sure what she was going to do.

Was that even possible?

“Can Cyborgs have children? 4 told me they were all sterile.”

“They are able to be fertile. Their bodies evolved over time looking for something to believe in for their long years. Your Cyborgs wouldn’t have known that. Furi does he’s lived in this world.”

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