the novakid has returned. oh and I couldn't remember her old name so now I named her Nona.

Edit: thanks to  OneGoodDeed for helping with the editing of my midnight writing. It's better written now.

There was no warning…
The earth shook as the lights flashed and the very world was seemingly ripped apart from the inside. Countless fleshy tentacles erupted from the torn ground and lashed through the air destroying everything and killing the graduation crowd indiscriminately. Nona watched in shocked horror as her instructor was grabbed and lifted into the air by one of the massive appendages.
“The Manipulator!” shouted the instructor, “Take it!” She screamed before being pulled into the ground. Shaking off her shock, the novakid rushed for the manipulator, grabbing it just as a tentacle smashed into the stand that held it, knocking her and the Manipulator away. Moving quickly, rose up from the ground and darted for the exit. Barging through the door, Nona saw the hellscape that the city had suddenly become. Buildings fell and screams filled the air as thrashing tendrils covered the sky. Without hesitation, Nona rushed forward to the hangar, knowing that it possibly held her only chance of escaping the chaos. Running with every ounce of speed her already energetic legs could muster she cleared the distance between herself and safety, dodging tentacle after tentacle and managing to scoop up a badly damaged but functional protectorate sword lodged in a downed tendril.
Now armed, she fought her way through the seemingly endless mass of tentacles using her newly acquired sword to hack a path to the hangar. At the entrance, a familiar feathered face caught her attention; her best friend, Cocoa, sat by the door breathing hard, apparently badly hurt. It seemed she had the same idea as Nona but was unfortunate enough to get hit on her mad dash here. Not stopping to think, Nona stooped to help her friend up as best she could, half dragging half carrying her into the hangar bay. Together, they staggered to one of the surviving starships the academy had prepared for the graduates. She dragged the avian up the ramp into the ship and set her down on the metal floor, closing the hatch behind her.
The ship’s lights flared up after the ship A.I. noticed its new passengers and began booting up systems. Suddenly, alarms blared as the ship shuddered from the chaos happening outside triggering the ships sensors to the danger facing it and its new crew. Thousands of processes and programs flashed into life in an instant as the ship’s engines rapidly spun up by the A.I.’s command for an emergency launch. The ship’s engines roared to life, blasting the nearby tentacles as the starship launched with tremendous force.
Under the best circumstances, this process would have only been mildly uncomfortable to a crew strapped and secured in their seats, but, unfortunately, neither Nona or Cocoa had had the time to even reach the cockpits. The force of the engine catapulted them towards the back of the ship, slamming Nona hard on her back as debris rained down around her, knocking her unconscious. The last thing she saw as the edges of her vision rapidly blurred and faded was Cocoa falling towards her widely splayed body.
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Nona awoke some time later in a dimly lit room, partly illuminated by light shining from her own body. Other than the beeping noise and the occasional pop and spark from a damaged panel, everything was quiet. The novakid still held the damaged sword loosely in her right hand. Looking around, she realized her avian friend, Cocoa, was nowhere to be found. Shaking the fog from her head, Nona felt as though her body was very heavy, almost as if the artificial gravity were set too high or as if something were pinning her down to the floor. Looking over herself, the cause of the sudden weight change became very clear. Her midsection towered above her, massively swollen and rounded. Her protectorate uniform barely managed to hold itself together over most of her belly, but large tears had given way in several places, allowing some of the light from her luminous body to shine through.
Using her battered sword for leverage, Nona slowly stood herself up, moving carefully as she adjusted to her new center of gravity. Still using her sword for support, she slowly hobbled around the ship to observe the damage done, to the ship and herself. The ship itself appeared to be intact and functional for the most part but she could clearly see that much damage had been done. For herself, she was relieved to find that she was without leaks or serious damage anywhere. The only thing that gave her pause was her hugely enlarged middle.
Then, to her surprise, a groan sounded from her middle as her belly shook and jostled on its own.
“Oooh... H-hey, where am I? Is this... the afterlife?” rose a familiar voice from within. Cocoa must have seen that she was entirely encased in a chamber seemingly made of light and thought the worst of her situation.
“Cocoa? Are you in there!?” asked the novakid, still staring at her belly.
“N-Nona? Is that you? Where am I? I-I’m in what now?”
“I... I think you’re in my...womb.”

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