Finally got around to doing a follow-up to Pregsona Ann story.

First: https://aryion.com/g4/view/450860

This time she's off on what might be a wild goose chase to get some answers about her strange, mysterious, pregnancy.

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“This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy!” Ann Takamaki told herself as she stood alone in Inokashira Park. There were hardly anyone around at this time of day, save for the occasional jogger or couple on a romantic date...all of which stared at the massively fecund blonde as they passed her by. Ann couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious, normally she didn’t care about onlookers, but today had already been a blow to her self confidence, what with her friends sidelining her due to her abnormal condition. Ann would pull out her phone to remind herself just why she was here in the first place, Alibaba. She reread the message to make sure she wasn’t mistaken.

“Ann Takamaki, you are not alone.” It read, she was already familiar with that part. “If you want proof, go to Inokashira Park at 6pm. Once there you will meet someone who will make you trust what I say.” The message ended there, once Ann tried to reply for more information she was notified the number wasn’t in service.

“Why do I think this is a bad idea…” She groaned as she waddled along the park’s path. The whole thing seemed very shady, but she’d been inside the heart of one of the most vile people in the world and battled literal monsters, she was sure she could handle it. Besides Ann figured there might be a chance at getting some real answers as to what was going on in her bulging, heavy, womb.

After about a half an hour of waddling, the sun began to set and the number of people began to dwindle more and more until Ann was alone on the path. “Great...guess it was all just some kinda prank…” She sighed, looking at her phone’s clock, a little heart broken. As she was going to circle back to the station to head home, she spied one other person ahead of her.

It was a woman, her back to Ann and bent over next to a tree. She had one hand holding on to the bark to keep steady while her other rubbed at her lower back. Ann slowed her pace to get a good look at her, unsure what she was doing. When the stranger let out a whimper of pain, Ann hurried over to her side. “Are you ok? What’s wrong.” She called out.

“Ahh I’m fine...just a b-back spasm...oooh so heavy.” The woman pushed on her lower back and brought herself upwards, giving the highschooler a good look at why her back was acting up. This strange woman was absolutely massive, he belly full and round, jutting far out past where her t-shirt could cover it. Ann’s jaw dropped at the sight of her, she was the most pregnant woman she’d ever seen...not counting herself.

Ann wasn’t the only one with that reaction, the woman looked at Ann’s heavy middle up and down before smiling. “Hmm...you must be Ann Takamaki.” She said poking Ann’s bump with her finger and chuckling.

“I am…” She replied, perking up in surprise. “Who exactly are you?” Ann asked.

“I’m Ichiko Ohya, a reporter of PCN.” She then pulled out her phone to show Ann a chat log, with Alibaba. “And it looks like we have a mutual friend.”

Before the two could talk much further, they decided to find a park bench to sit on before getting into things. Both Ann and Ohya let out a sigh of relief as their plump backsides touched the seats, getting some rest. Ohya handed Ann her phone, allowing her to look through the chat logs to see they were legit.

“Alibaba said I’d recognize you the moment I saw you, they weren’t kidding. You’re huge!” Ohya laughed.

Ann just pouted, crossing her arms over her bump and under her engorged chest. “Like you’re one to talk…” She huffed.

“Yeah, but you’re way bigger. Here look…” Ohya scooted over, putting their round bumps side by side, making Ann blush. She’d never done anything like this before and for some reason felt embarrassed to do so in public. Ohya just smirked and compared sizes. “Hmm...yep, you’ve totally got half a foot of belly on me, at least.” She laughed and scooted back to her original spot. “What a relief, before now I thought I was the most pregnant woman on the planet.”

Ann just looked away, her face red from embarrassment and feeling mocked by the fecund reporter. “L-Look just tell me what’s going on! Who are you? Who’s Alibaba?!” She shouted.

Ohya quit laughing, quick to realize she was upsetting the girl. “Sorry. As I said I’m a reporter for PCN...well, the webpage anyway. I normally write tacky fluff articles, usually stuff to generate clicks. Then about a month ago I was investigating a rumor I’d heard about an artist and women going missing. I was on my way to the artist’s home to conduct an interview and then...bam!” Ohya illustrated her point by patting her bare bump.

“You were just walking around and you suddenly got pregnant?!” Ann gasped.

Ohya blinked. “What? Was that not what happened to you?” She asked.

Ann gulped. “Er--Yeah actually, I was just shocked at how similar our stories are, heh heh…” Ann rubbed her belly nervously. She knew this situation was strange, but telling her about her work as a Phantom Thief would probably make her look like a total nut. Still, this meant that that clay doll Shadow could affect people outside the Metaverse.

Ohya looked at her for a bit before continuing her story. “So obviously I freaked out and went to a hospital, they said I seemed perfectly normal and healthy. Nobody believed that it had just happened out of nowhere, I even went to my editor and chief about it, but he acted like I was always pregnant...shows how much that ass pays attention.” She growled with an annoyed scowl on her face. “So he put me on maternity leave, but that’s when Alibaba contacted me.”

“Who is he? How did he get ahold of you or know what was going on?” Ann asked, desperate for some answers.

Ohya just shrugged. “No idea, they wouldn’t give me anything about themselves. But to show I could trust them, they sent me emails and photos proving many of the celebrity rumor articles I wrote.”

“You mean they weren’t proven when you wrote them?” Ann asked with a puzzled look.

“Uh well...not exactly…”Ohya stammered, looking very guilty. “b-but just because I’m lazy with the job I was forced to do, doesn’t mean I’ve lost my journalistic integrity! Alibaba said the same thing and that I should keep going after the story I was on when this happened.” The reporter said with a fire in her eyes. “Which reminds me, have you ever met an artist by the name of Ichiryusai Madarame?”

Ann drummed her fingers on her bump as she thought. “Hmm...no sorry, can’t say that I have. Why?”

“He was the subject of my investigation, with the missing women. According to Alibaba, they were amature models that went to his house for a life art modeling job, but soon after leaving they became pregnant like us.” Ohya explained. “Apparently they left Tokyo to escape the public eye and salvage their careers when they gave birth.”

Ann looked mortified at this story. “Do you think this Madarame guy did something to them?” She tried to hold back her disgust.

“I can’t rule it out as a possibility, that’s why I want your help to investigate. So far you’re the only real life person to believe me.” Ohya smiled at her.

Ann felt a fluttering in her chest she hadn’t felt since this whole thing happened to her, she was feeling excited. “Sure, just tell me what to do!” She nodded at her.

“Eh for now head home, it’s late.” Ohya let out a grunt as she got up on her feet. “I should so the same...even if now, I’d normally be hitting the bar.” The reporter whimpered whilst cupping her swollen middle, the heavy weight that denied her even the tiniest drop of booze.

“Yeah you’re right, when can we meet again?” Ann asked, just as Ohya turned around, putting her belly against Ann’s again. Only this time it would be navel to navel.

“I’ll call ya tomorrow, we can make plan over lunch.” She grinned whilst looking down at their bumps. “Heh heh I’m taking you everywhere with me. You make me looks like a toothpick by comparison.” She teased.

Ann puffed out her cheeks again in a pout. “Good night, Miss Ohya.” She huffed. The reporter just chuckled and waddled off towards her home. Ann waiting til she was out of sight to smile, she felt a serious weight off her shoulders that she found someone who gave her a sense that she wasn’t alone in all this. That said, she couldn’t help shake the feeling she still wasn’t alone at the moment.

Suddenly there would be a rustling in the bushes behind Ann. “Huh? Is someone there?” She called out.

There would be silence for a few seconds before a “...murrow” replied to her.

“Oh, it’s just a ca--...” Her eyes narrowed at the bush. “Oh I see, just a random stray cat. Too bad it’s not my good friend Morgana, I just so happen to have some fatty tuna saved juuuust for him~” She lied.

Just then the bush rustled again as Morgana lept out, jaws open and mouth watering. “TUNA~” He cheered...before Ann instantly snatched him up by the scruff of his neck. “Eep.”

“Morgana! What the hell are you doing spying on me?” She shouted at him.

“I-I’m sorry Lady Ann! I didn’t meant to, I promise. I was just coming after you to apologize for this afternoon, but when I found you you were talking to someone...so I just hid…” He gave her a pitiful so she wouldn’t be too mad.

Ann glared at him. “Is that so? Well I think--” Suddenly the sound of a person coughing would get Ann’s attention. Looking over she’d see that Ohya had returned.

“I uh...forgot my phone…” She said bewildered by what was going on in front of her.”

Ann felt mortified at how this had to look. “Oh Miss Ohya, uh I know how this looks. This random stray just came up and wouldn't’ leave me alone heh heh. Bad kitty, very bad.” Ann chastised Morgana.

Ohya just nodded. “Uh ok, but is it just me...or did that cat talk?”

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Art by SaburoX
Story by myself

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