About two weeks, a whole lot of sex and several spankings later, Rachel was in the bathroom at Quinn's house, admiring herself in the mirror. She was trying to turn around to see the tattoo on her back when she saw it. A small bump protruding from her stomach.
"Mistress!" she cried, a note of panic clear in her voice. Quinn came running in, wondering what had gotten her pet so worked up.
"What's the matter, little one?" she asked, approaching the shaking girl.
"M-my stomach. Mistress, I thinking I'm pregnant." Rachel said, her voice breaking on the last word. Quinn's eyes widened. She shook her head.
"No. It's not possible. I know I have a dick, but I'm sterile, I'm sure of it. And there's no way you'd be showing after just two weeks." she said. Suddenly, her eyes widened even more.
"Oh!, Rachel, get dressed. We're going to visit your father." Quinn rushed out of the room, leaving a very confused Rachel behind. She quickly threw her clothes on, noticing that her jeans were now tighter to do up than before. Quinn snapped her leash on when she got out to the main room and Rachel crawled behind her. In the car, Quinn didn't bother trying to pleasure her pet, she just told Rachel to go as fast ash she could to her fathers' house.
Pulling up in the driveway, Quinn got out without waiting for Rachel to open the door. Rachel was starting to panic, seeing her mistress so stressed out. At the door, Quinn knocked consistently, without stopping until Leroy opened the door.
"Oh, hello Rachel. Quinn, what can I do for you?" he asked, surprised to see the two girls standing on the doorstep.
"I was wondering if you husband was home. I need him to take a look at Rachel for me." Quinn said. Leroy noticed a slight edge in her voice and nodded, inviting the girls in.
"Hiram! Rachel and her mistress are here and they want to see you!" Leroy called out. Hiram poked his head out of the study.
"Hi. How can I help you?" he asked. Quinn led a teary Rachel into the study and sat on a chair, Rachel sitting on the floor by her feet.
"I'm kind of worried about Rachel. Her stomach is kind of bloated. I've ruled out pregnancy because I'm sterile. I know you're a doctor so I thought you could maybe shed some light for us." Quinn explained Hiram looked at Rachel and noticed the small bump on Rachel's abdomen.
"Rach, honey, can you lie on the couch for me?" Rachel clambered up onto the couch and as she lay down, she felt something move inside her. She let out a little shriek. Quinn immediately went over to her.
"What's wrong, pet?" she asked.
"I-I felt something move inside me. In my stomach" Rachel said, clinging to Quinn's hand. A panicked look crossed Hiram's face.
"Something, like what, darling. Tell me." he urged.
"It was kind of like I'd just drunk a tonne of water, but not really. Also a little but like digesting food." Rachel explained, knowing she wasn't making sense.
"Rachel, I'm going to ask you to do something for me. I need you to go pee in this cup for me." Hiram told her, holding out a clear cup, his face slightly red. Rachel took the cup and stood up, feeling the same movement in her stomach. Her hand flew to her abdomen and began to walk out the door, Quinn following her, a worried look etched onto her features. She waited outside the bathroom for Rachel and paced the length of the hallway. She had begun to develop feelings for the girl and no longer wanted her to just be her slave, she anted the girl to be her lover. If anything happened to her, Quinn would never forgive herself. When Rachel was done, they went back to Hiram who was waiting in the study for them. Rachel handed over the little cup to her father.
"Well, I have to take this in to the hospital for some tests, so why don't you two head home for a while and I'll call you later with the results." he suggested, putting on his coat. Quinn led Rachel out to the car, saying goodbye to Leroy on the way.
"I'm scared, Mistress." Rachel whispered once they were driving back to Quinn's house.
"I know you are, pet. But you need to be strong. Whatever this is, we'll get through it together, I promise." Quinn said, reaching over and squeezing Rachel's thigh. Rachel smiled and once again felt herself get wet at the small touch. Quinn noticed and rolled her eyes. Rachel's easiness to get wet was quickly becoming annoying.