Lurching up, the first thing that ran through Naota’s mind was how roomy Haruko’s womb had become. After a moment to collect himself, he realized that he was no longer in the pink chamber of the alien, but instead lying on his own bed. He might have believed that he had imagined the whole thing, that it had just been a really messed up dream. However, one look at his nude, sticky body was enough to dispel any hope of that being true.

“I am so fucked,” he groaned. If Haruko had told him the truth, she now had complete control over his body and a doorway into his mind. If there was one person in the world he didn’t want to be under the thumb of, it was Haruko. Although attractive and at times fun to be around, she was more merciless then a tyrant. Fun for her usually was agony for him.

“My baby is up, oh joy,” Haruko called out, before opening Naota’s door and walking in. She was carrying two cups of extra spicy instant noodles; Naota already knew that one of them was for him.

“Why aren’t I inside my nurturing mommy?” Sarcasm dripped off Naota’s question.

“I needed to get lunch from downstairs and I couldn’t let the perv see my big belly.” The perv that she was referring to was Naota’s dad. Most children would defend their father if he was being called a pervert, but Naota didn’t partly because it was true. He looked at Haruko with a bit of gratitude, he expected her to show everyone her belly and tell him or her it was Naota’s child. Something as mean as spouting rumors that he knocked her up was something that Naota had come to expect from the malicious woman.

“Thanks for not showing me off,” Naota reluctantly commented. Giving any complement to Haruko was hard for him because of his huge pride.

“No problemo, Tak-kun. When I do show off my stuffed womb, I want a huge crowd to gaze at it.” Naota nearly feel over after hearing Haruko say that. Gripping his head in his hands, he cursed himself for no realizing that Haruko never did anything out of consideration.

“Wait a sec,” he muttered to himself. “What makes you think I’m going back in there?” He pointed towards Haruko’s midriff shakily.

“Because Tak-kun, once you have unbirth, you never find anything as good on earth,” Haruko said with a giggle. Naota grunted at Haruko’s rhyme, he would admit that he enjoyed his brief stay inside her, but she had another thing coming if she thought that she could use it to control him. Nobody, not even his new subliminal mother could push him around.

“I think I can live without being used as your surrogate baby,” Naota dryly said. Having nothing more to say he crawled out of bed and calmly walked past Haruko. He needed to take a bath to get off all the fluids he’d obtained inside Haruko. A nice warm bath would be just the thing to relax from his life-altering trip inside Haruko.

“Need me to wash your back?” Naota ignored Haruko and sulked off. She had known where he was going because of their mental link. Naota still couldn’t believe that the connection had been established. He shuddered at some of the possibilities that could come from having Haruko in his mind.