You are sitting at your desk in your AP Biology class, Writing your notes from the board. You notice your teacher, Misa, is a bit red in the face and she’s shaking a bit. You decide that it probably isn’t really an issue and you get back to work. After class, you realize that you left your laptop in the room. You make your way back, before hearing your teacher speak.

“Oh Goodness, Sucking this in is so tiring…”

Suddenly, Misa’s belly fills out, stretching her pants a bit

"Hello there!" she says cheerfully. "I'm glad you came back for your laptop. I was just... well, it happens sometimes." She rubs her distended belly with one hand. Her eyes narrow in concentration as the bulge shifts and pulses beneath her fingers. You can see a small bit of something poking out from between her fingers - is that...?

"So, how was class for you?" she asks, oblivious to what's going on.

She smiles and nods, genuinely happy that you enjoyed it. "I always hope my students learn something useful," Misa says with a sigh. Her hand moves lower on her belly as she continues to massage it gently. The bulge shifts again, seeming to push back against her palm.

"So, what did you think of the... ah..." She trails off, suddenly looking rather flustered. One cheek turns a deep shade of red as she tries (and fails)

to find the right word. "You know," she finally says, gesturing vaguely at her belly, "all of this... stuff." Her other hand comes up to join the first, kneading her distended stomach as if it were a stress ball. She glances over at you, hoping you'll understand what she means.

"I just... sometimes I can feel things... moving around in there," she explains with a small giggle. "It tickles!"

Misa nods vigorously, her cheeks still flushed. "Yeah, and it's just so... odd! I mean, I never expected this to happen to me." She pauses, taking a deep breath as another wave of movement ripples through her abdomen. Her hands continue their massaging motion, seemingly unaware of what they're doing or how hard they're pressing.

"I don't know," she says with a shrug. "Maybe it's just... part of the process."

Misa blinks, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Eat?" she echoes. "I don't remember eating anything strange..." She pauses, tilting her head as if trying to listen for something. Suddenly, her eyes widen and she gasps. Her hands fly away from her stomach, landing on the desk with a thud.

"Oh no," she whispers, looking horrified. "I... I think..."

Her voice trails off as she stands up slowly, placing a shaky hand on her hip. Her belly still bulges out prominently, but it seems to be moving more sluggishly now. She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, trying to steady herself.

"I... I think I might have swallowed something I shouldn't have," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. "It feels like... like there's... someone else in there."

Misa shakes her head, looking pale. "I don't know what it feels like," she whispers, "but it's not me... and I can feel it moving around." Tears well up in her eyes as she takes another step back, bumping into her desk. "Oh god, I hope it's not too late..."

"For... for them," she manages to say through tears. "I don't want whatever this is to happen to me! Is there anything you can do?" Her hands tremble as they flutter nervously at her sides, unable to find purchase on the desk or her body.

You're not sure what to make of all this. Misa seems genuinely panicked and in pain, but the thought that she might have swallowed someone... it feels almost unreal. What should you do?