Marci woke up on the couch in Scott's living room.  She still wasn't used to waking up in his house.  She looked at the time on her phone, 4:30.  Perhaps nothing more to it than to slip off to the bed that Scott had graciously given her.  A dream lingered in her memories...  but it wasn't the usual dream she had been having for the past few weeks.  No, this was much more pleasurable.  She remembers straddling her partner, making love by candlelight.  That partner had long ears...  it must've been Scott!

     She made her way to the bathroom and looked down.  Her breasts had grown a bit overnight, no doubt getting her body ready for supporting her child.  She wasn't sure what she'll do with the baby.  Maybe she give them up for adoption, but such agencies tend to be overly picky about potential parents.  Abortion came to mind for a brief moment...  but something made her want to give this baby a chance at life.  She's too young to raise them herself.  After all, she's probably going to wind up in a foster home herself when all is said and done.

     She chanced to take a look at her social media.  Dread struck her as she saw a post on her visage scroll.  Her father had posted "We anticipate the coming of Marcie's child:  A bastard."  Once again she was filled with confusion and rage.  On top of it, this announced her pregnancy to the entire world.  How could she face her peers at school?  How could she face her teachers?

     A text message came in.  It was Beatrice, her closest friend.  The only person that knows everything about her first sexual encounter.   "So, the bastard's seed took root, did it?"  Marcie hesitated to answer.   "It's okay, I don't begrudge you.  I could've sworn your were getting bigger but when you stayed in Phys Ed. I was convinced it was something else."  

     "Dad kicked me out," She replied.  "I'm sorry I didn't say anything, I was trying to gather my wits.  Try to cobble things together out of the pieces of my broken life."

     Beatrice replied,  "Take your time.  However, can you care meet me after school?  We can go to my place since well...  you don't quite have a place now."

     Marcie typed in a response,  "I'm living with Mr. Pan for the time being."

     Beatrice texted back,  "Wait!   That cute history teacher?   Some say that he stands at the perfect height to see if a girl is wearing panties or not when they're sitting!   I bet he's seen yours!"

     "Bea!   I don't think that's true...  but I could ask him."

     "Do it!   That, and I bet he'd love the teasing."

     "Ooooh, you're a mean one Bea!   Maybe sometime...  he's been fairly understanding of my situation though, I don't think I want to tease him too much.  He is a bit...  Hmm, how do I say it, hand on with my belly?  It seems like a fascination like that of a little child."  After a momenr Marci texted again,  "That's right, he did mention his late wife, how she was pregnant when she passed away."

     "Hmm..."   Beatrice mused,  "Maybe he's living vacariously through you then.  Or maybe he's hiding an attraction to you, one that's rooted in the love he once had for his wife."

     "Bah!   This isn't one of those cheesy video game plotlines where a man's love determine's what he does.  We'll play some games though.  See you after school!"

     "C-ya!"
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     Marci's first alarm shot off at 5:45 AM.  She woke up to feel a certain heat between her loins.  Her rational mind knew that her hormones were raging.  She did NOT have the time for this!   She needed to start getting ready for school!  She slowly got to her feet and looked at the mirror in the bedroom.  She was panting heavily, her body yearning for some sexual release.  She bit her bottom lip before she lifted up her gown.

     Her breasts were perky, those nipples capping them were standing as erect as they have ever been.  She hadn't started to express milk, but nonetheless the were very sensitive.  She sat on the edge of the bed, her left hand moving down her belly and in between her thighs while her right one came up to her right breast.  She tentatively teased at that nipple, feeling how hard it's gotten, gasping as she imagined a certain someone coming from behind to caress her like that.

     Her left hand started teasing at her neitherlips, teasing at the puffed up entrance to her depths.  She layed back on the bed, knowing full well she doesn't have the time to be jilling off, but her body was so insistant.  Minute by minute she stroked against her neithers and up to tease her young clit.   Her burning desire will not be denied.  Ten minutes on and after swapping hands and teasing two fingers into her quim she started to feel like that edge was coming.   

     She trembled and shook as she could feel wave after wave of orgasmic bliss wash through her body.  She moaned out loudly,  "Nnnngh!  Scott!"  paying no mind to the rodent on the other side of the wall.   

     The door slammed open and a panicked jerboa looked to her.  "Marci, are you..   WHOA!!"  He shouted as he witnessed the young hedgehog's aftershocks, the afterglow waving washed over her face.

     Marci shuddered,  "Oooh...   Oooh...   I'm sorry...  those..  hormones again, I felt my loins burning like they've never done before and...   nnngh!"  She slowly stands up, albeit a little bit weak in the knees,  "Sorry that I'm such a burden...   such a mess..."  she said with her head held low, ashamed that she let herself go, and for getting caught by her benefactor.  There's also no question as to who she was fancying in the moment.  

     Scott walked over and took Marci's hands and looked into her eyes.  "These things will happen and more, but it's going to be unfair.  You're attending school, so you will have to occasionally just shut it all out."  He then looked down, seeing mostly her belly.  "Also...  it might do us some good if you can try to focus your desire to someone else.  I know you might be feeling some emotion for me, but if you allow yourself to fall in love with me.  That it is a road to ruin for the both of us.  

     The hedgehog closed her eyes.  "I...   in my mind I know.   But my heart is trying so heard not to listen to reason.  The mood swings too!   I go from crying to horny to furious all in the span of fifteen seconds!"  She lets go of Scott's hands just in time for the six o'clock alarm to go off.  This startled them both!

     "Oh!  Get dressed and we'll talk after school."  Scott said, "Oh, and I set up an appointment for you tomorrow with an OB/GYN."  Scott started to make his way out of her room and over to the bathroom to brush his teeth.   As he did he smelled a particular scent on his hand, it was the smell of Marci's quim which had gotten onto his hand when he took her's.  He felt his member shoot straight up when he processed that, much to his chagrin.
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     At the end of the school day Marci made her way over to Scott's classroom with a smile.  Behind her was a white furred chinchilla about the same height as her.  Scott raised a hand in greeting and said,  "I know why you're here Marci but what about you Beatrice?"

     Marci spoke up,  "We had spoken about going to her place after school, I had wanted you to know where I was going."  She smiles widely. 

     Beatrice then walked up and handed Scott a paper,  "Here's my address."  She seemed to have a rather nervous smile on her face as she revered the jerboa teacher.

     Scott took the paper and said,  "Alright, I'll pick you up on the way home Marci.  You two have fun, after all I'm sure you need it as much as you can.  I have plenty of grading and planning to do to I'll be by at about six, okay?"  Everyone nods in agreement before the tweens walk off, starting to make their way over to Beatrice's house.
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     Beatrice's house was not far from the school and the walk was only about ten minutes.  As the two made their way inside Beatrice spied a note on the kitchen table.  It stated that her parents were out for an errand and they would be home closer to dinner.  The two of them made their way to Bea's room.

     The two of them kept quiet though in an awkward moment before Bea broke the silence,  "I didn't think it was legal for a parent to kick you out like that...  I mean, it's horrible.  Especially now."

     Marci sighed,  "I don't think it seemed to matter to him.  I'm trying to adjust to how things are, what with living with Mr. Pan and having a baby and all.  I had been having some troubling dreams too.  About that guy, showing up and accusing me of lying or something."

     Beatrice shuffled up behind Marci and wrapped her arms around her.  "It's okay Marci, he won't bother you anymore."  She told her friend.   Another moment passes, the chinchilla holding her hedgehog friend, her hands placed on her belly.  "What is it like with a baby on the inside?"

     Marci sighed,  "Between the bloating, the constant feeling of needing to pee, and the nausea...  I really wouldn't recommend it.  Still, there's this certain feeling that there's something right about it, even if it started from a moment of passion."  She paused for a moment,  "Oooh, and my boobs being sensitive as well."

     The chinchilla pondered this last bit before asking.   "Can we..  umm..   compare?"  She asked with a bit of a blush in her ears.

     Marci had an equally deep blush.  She's seen her friend topless and even naked countless times.  However this was the first time since the summer that the topic had come up.  "W-well..   I guess we can."  She started to unbutton her blouse, as did Beatrice as that would only be fair.  

     Beatrice was still flat as a board, which was somewhat surprising for her family as they tended to be fairly buxom women.  Marci however needed to fiddle around with one of her new bras.  As she managed to get it off her small yet growing breasts come into view.  Her nipples were fairly puffy and firming up as they were exposed to the chilly air.  Beatrice stated,  "I guess that's one way to get your boobs to grow early."

     Marci huffed,  "Well, you gotta be getting boobs yourself soon, right?   Something about it running in the family or what not?"

     The chinchilla shrugged,  "I don't know when that will happen, only that if they do it might be something that happens overnight."  She reached one hand up and over to cup at Marci's left breast and gently gave it a tentative squeeze.  "Momma said hers came in quick after she turned thirteen."

     Marci gave a soft gasp as she felt her friend squeeze her breast.  "AAh!   It's so sensitive Bea!"  She fussed.  She was certainly not used to anyone touching her like this, let alone her best friend.  Beatrice pulled her hand back a bit before Marci told her,  "Nnngh...  you don't hafta stop though."

     The chinchilla looked Marci in the eyes as her hand returned to her breast.  This time she more deliberately squeezes at the nipple.  Thoughts in her head come rushing to her, about how she's touching her friend and what she wants to do.  She breathed hotly before leaning in against Marci, softly planting her lips against hers.

     The hedgehog was caught off guard by the kiss.  She never had even mild sexual thoughts about her friend before but now so much seems to have opened up to her.  They had let the feeling linger for a moment before parting, with the both of them gasping for air.  

     Beatrice spoke up first after catching her breath.   "Ooh..   I don't know what came over me but..  it just felt like...  well, like I wanted to do that."  The chinchilla blushed profusely,  "I hope it doesn't..  you know, complicate things."

     The hedgehog thought to herself for a moment.  "I...   I don't know how to think about it.   Maybe we should, you know, slow down a bit?   Give it a day or two to make sense of how we feel, hmm?"  

     "You might be right," Beatrice said with a sigh before she gave her friend a close hug.  "Maybe we should take our minds off of it?  Kart racing to clear it out?" She offered.  

     The two of them continued to play games until Scott came around to pick Marci up to go home for the evening.  
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     After arriving home and getting settled into her room Marcie had time to collect her thoughts.  Did she have another hormonal episode, or was what happened with Beatrice really a reflection of how she felt?