The Inheritor

Part 2

The baby needed a name. Elise decided on Ava. Why the heck not.

She pulled her pants back up and waddled over to the bathroom sink. There, she cleaned her new baby up, and dried her off with paper towels. It was strange...this baby had no umbilical cord, did not cry, and seemed to be getting heavier the longer Elise held her.

"You must be hungry, I suppose." Elise mused. She carefully unlatched her bra and removed it from underneath her shirt, trying not to cause too much disturbance, but her nipples still tingled with pleasure and continued to leak more milk. Desperate for some relief, Elise removed one breast from her shirt and held her newborn up to it. Ava quickly latched on and began to suckle. Finding the bra to be more of an inconvenience now, Elise just chucked it in the trash.

Surprisingly, the next baby wasn't starting to come yet, but Elise knew she had to move fast anyway. The problem was, she wasn't quite sure where to go.

After Ava had finished her meal, Elise covered herself back up and left the bathroom. Her breasts were now unevenly sized, but she couldn't care less. She tossed the bathroom key back to the snotty cashier on her way out of the store.

As she left, she spotted something that surprised her. There was an empty baby stroller sitting outside the store, on the sidewalk. Elise looked around, but there was nobody to claim the stroller. There was, however, a note attached to the thing. Elise walked over and picked it up. It read:

Hello, new Inheritor.
I believe I have some explaining to do. I would have done more when I gave you the ring, but you scuffled out of my store in such a hurry! I suppose by now you know what the ring does. I am so happy you have taken this on for me, and I hope you won't decide to quit any time soon. It's not like you could if you wanted to--that ring is stuck to your finger!

Somehow, Elise had never attempted to remove the ring until now. She tried, and sure enough, it would not come off, no matter how hard she pulled.
The letter continued:

However, if you really want to give up the job, you'll just have to find a specimen who will be willing to take it off your hands, like I did!
Now, about the stroller. This is yours to keep. Sorry, there's only two seats in it, so you'll have to stop at home often. But there are accommodations there as well!
Another thing I'm sure you've noticed is the rapid aging of your offspring. This is normal. All your babies will appear to age one year every five minutes or so. The accelerated growth will wear off once they reach age 18, and by then, they should be able to help you!

Elise knew something had beed odd about Ava's size. She looked at her daughter. The little girl already had hair covering her head, and weighed about 15 pounds.
The letter concluded:

Again, thank you, and good luck.
Sincerely,
The Previous Inheritor (Better known by you is "that woman in the store!")

Elise scowled. How dare that woman set her up with this mess! Now she was going to have to deal with it until she could find another sucker to take the ring? Unbelievable.

Sighing, she turned back to the stroller, crumpling up the note and tossing it behind her. At the bottom of the stroller, she spotted a large zipper-up compartment. Upon investigation, she saw that it contained baby clothes. Those would be helpful right about now!

She dressed Ava right there on the sidewalk, but again no one took notice. At least this ring's magic hides some of the embarrassment, Elise thought to herself with a chuckle. Once Ava was all clothed in the cute pink striped onesie, the two started their way down the sidewalk. Elise was barely a few steps in when she began to feel the tug of contractions once more. But there was no way she was going back to the store, not with that bratty cashier there. So she continued to walk, clenching the handlebar of the stroller tightly. Besides, her apartment was only, what, six blocks away? She could probably make it.