Whoa that seems kind of dark
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
absolfusion
Let's rewind time a bit...
Upon entering the ovary Phil spotted something huge in front of him: the bundled mass of genetic material produced by Ms. Prittey's body, ready to join with some of his own material to create a brand new life. He felt a powerful force tug on his body, but luckily he was far enough away that he wouldn't be pulled into the egg before the sperm arrived. Speaking of which, his little swimmers quickly whipped their way past him, their vast numbers reduced to a few hearty members that had managed to survive the gauntlet of Ms. Prittey's vagina. They completely surrounded the egg, squirming their way all over the surface releasing their enzymes to soften it and allow a lucky little guy to get through. Suddenly, a small breach opens up within Phil's view and a wriggly zygote worms his way inside. The last bit of tail finally disappeared from sight, and the small hole closed up, leaving an unbroken surface once more. With the gamete's hunger for genetic material satisfied the mysterious gravitational pull on Phil vanished, leaving him to float freely in the ovary. He cautiously swam ever closer to the egg, wary of any attempts to pull him in and trap him. The egg remained inert, however, even when he came into close range. He gingerly touched, then placed his hands on the ovum. It felt smooth and warm to the touch, and had an organic, springy quality to it. Visually speaking it had a semi-transparent dark pink color, with the core of what Phil assumed was the nucleus at the center, shining a dull light from within. He could barely see the shadow of his sperm burrowing through the egg's flesh, until it reached the core. Then it curled around the nucleus and dissolved, releasing its chromosomes into the surrounding area. The effect was immediate, the glow inside the ovum began increasing in intensity, becoming so bright that it was getting to be difficult to look at. The suctioning force came back again, though this time it was more of a gentle tugging sensation holding Phil fast to the ovum, and a slight sensation of movement was felt. The egg was moving, probably back into the womb to be implanted, and taking Phil along for the ride.
Phil couldn't see where they were going, or much of anything, really since the blinding light blocked his sight and was the only source of color in his vicinity, but he felt something. A weak feeling in the back of his mind that slowly blossomed like a fragile flower, a feeling that he could not yet identify and felt somewhat alien to him. The feeling grew even as the ovum flew into the womb at breakneck speeds, a shining comet within the darkness inside of Ms. Prittey. Phil knew that he should've been terrified, but instead felt elated. The final moments before he became a father were about to pass, and then he would become a permanent part of Ms. Prittey's life. There was a soft THUM as the egg impacted the uterine wall, which managed to throw Phil off nearby where he landed unharmed. Part of the egg began to meld into the wall, deforming its shape, and there was a bright flash as the egg began to subdivide, splitting into 2, then 4, then 8, then 16, and so on and so forth,until the egg was a sparkling mass of tinier eggs, which still continued to divide. The little feeling grew and grew in Phil's mind until he finally began to realize just what it was. It was love. Not his love, although there was plenty of that to give. No, the writhing mass of cells loved HIM, purely, unconditionally, and was transmitting that feeling directly into his mind. Phil fell to his knees, tears streaming out of his eyes. He was ovecome with emotion. Never before in his life had he ever felt this way. All his life he was treated like a plaything and a toy to be used up and discarded, always fearful that he'd be eaten or crushed by some uncaring predator, be it human or animal, here was his CHILD telling him that everything would be okay, that they would always protect them. Phil honestly didn't know if he wanted to leave or stay inside until his child is born.
Upon entering the ovary Phil spotted something huge in front of him: the bundled mass of genetic material produced by Ms. Prittey's body, ready to join with some of his own material to create a brand new life. He felt a powerful force tug on his body, but luckily he was far enough away that he wouldn't be pulled into the egg before the sperm arrived. Speaking of which, his little swimmers quickly whipped their way past him, their vast numbers reduced to a few hearty members that had managed to survive the gauntlet of Ms. Prittey's vagina. They completely surrounded the egg, squirming their way all over the surface releasing their enzymes to soften it and allow a lucky little guy to get through. Suddenly, a small breach opens up within Phil's view and a wriggly zygote worms his way inside. The last bit of tail finally disappeared from sight, and the small hole closed up, leaving an unbroken surface once more. With the gamete's hunger for genetic material satisfied the mysterious gravitational pull on Phil vanished, leaving him to float freely in the ovary. He cautiously swam ever closer to the egg, wary of any attempts to pull him in and trap him. The egg remained inert, however, even when he came into close range. He gingerly touched, then placed his hands on the ovum. It felt smooth and warm to the touch, and had an organic, springy quality to it. Visually speaking it had a semi-transparent dark pink color, with the core of what Phil assumed was the nucleus at the center, shining a dull light from within. He could barely see the shadow of his sperm burrowing through the egg's flesh, until it reached the core. Then it curled around the nucleus and dissolved, releasing its chromosomes into the surrounding area. The effect was immediate, the glow inside the ovum began increasing in intensity, becoming so bright that it was getting to be difficult to look at. The suctioning force came back again, though this time it was more of a gentle tugging sensation holding Phil fast to the ovum, and a slight sensation of movement was felt. The egg was moving, probably back into the womb to be implanted, and taking Phil along for the ride.
Phil couldn't see where they were going, or much of anything, really since the blinding light blocked his sight and was the only source of color in his vicinity, but he felt something. A weak feeling in the back of his mind that slowly blossomed like a fragile flower, a feeling that he could not yet identify and felt somewhat alien to him. The feeling grew even as the ovum flew into the womb at breakneck speeds, a shining comet within the darkness inside of Ms. Prittey. Phil knew that he should've been terrified, but instead felt elated. The final moments before he became a father were about to pass, and then he would become a permanent part of Ms. Prittey's life. There was a soft THUM as the egg impacted the uterine wall, which managed to throw Phil off nearby where he landed unharmed. Part of the egg began to meld into the wall, deforming its shape, and there was a bright flash as the egg began to subdivide, splitting into 2, then 4, then 8, then 16, and so on and so forth,until the egg was a sparkling mass of tinier eggs, which still continued to divide. The little feeling grew and grew in Phil's mind until he finally began to realize just what it was. It was love. Not his love, although there was plenty of that to give. No, the writhing mass of cells loved HIM, purely, unconditionally, and was transmitting that feeling directly into his mind. Phil fell to his knees, tears streaming out of his eyes. He was ovecome with emotion. Never before in his life had he ever felt this way. All his life he was treated like a plaything and a toy to be used up and discarded, always fearful that he'd be eaten or crushed by some uncaring predator, be it human or animal, here was his CHILD telling him that everything would be okay, that they would always protect them. Phil honestly didn't know if he wanted to leave or stay inside until his child is born.
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