June 30th 1700

The big day is finally here, in a few moments, I’m going to meet my husband/lover for the first time. First impressions are always the best, I have always believed. So, I’m taking a little extra time to make sure everything is perfect.

June 31st 1700,

Yesterday was a blur. Instead of meeting my husband as I had expected, I was instead let to an observatory room, where I was laid down on an operating table and a strap was placed over my chest that prevented me from moving. Then the lights were dimmed, so that I couldn’t see who was approaching the side of my bed. Gloved hands felt their way between my thighs, forcing them open. A warm slimy substance was placed between them, that quickly slid into me. It felt good…at first, then a sharp searing pain settled in, like something was eating my insides. I started to scream and struggle against the bonds holding me. One of the shadows moved to give me a sedative, but the other told them to leave me be, that this experiment could not afford to have any slip- ups. Soon afterwards, the pain became so great that everything went dark.

When I woke up a couple of hours later, I was informed that the conception ceremony was a success and that soon everything will be over. I’m not sure exactly what this means, but I’m not allowed out of bed, without constant supervision. I’ve been told that I have one more photo shoot to do and that in this one, I will be wearing my maternity dress. My stomach had gotten a little bigger, though I still expect that it will be too big on me.