Anisa Scans Novels & Stories

Her voice was thick and hoarse as she queried. “I haven't scented them since that day. Perhaps Laara and Isla have left the city.” “Or the country.” The couple abruptly turned their heads to the doctor. “People vanish either in two things: they are no longer alive or they have moved to another place, another country.” “The doctor has a point, Ana. Besides, why worry about them?” Anaztasia tries to sit straight but is visibly not able to as the doctor is scanning her stomach with the device she was holding. She can see what’s inside her, thanks to the TV or monitor whatsoever facing her.

Dropping to her knees, she grabbed the little trash can tucked next to her vanity, stuck her head in, and lost her lunch. “Snowflake, you’re not pregnant, are you?” Ginger crouched close and draped a cool, damp towel across the back of Anaisse’s neck. Arm braced on the rim of the waste can, Anaisse raised her head and looked at the women gathered around. Mariana handed her a bottle of water. Lee Anne took her hand and tipped some breath mints into her palm. Her gaze swung to Ginger. She sipped the water, tossed the mints in her mouth, and said, “No. I’m not pregnant.” “Something you ate?” Lee Anne drawled sympathetically.

After making sure about Miguel's safety, she finally turned around and decided to focus on what was about to happen here and she stopped it from happening. Anisia roamed her eyes everywhere but found nothing suspicious in front of her. She caught no shadow or any kind of presence. Did the attacker leave after finding her here? But why? Suddenly her eyes landed on some kind of bushes. Anisia decided to check there, so gathering all her courage, she went closer to those bushes to check them, even though she knew it might result in something extremely dangerous for her, but her curiosity got the worst out of her. Her feet stopped right beside those bushes. Gulping, she was about to extend her h

She smiles at me and squeezes my hand letting me know that she is happy so far. “Alright, now that we have a completed medical history let’s take a look and see where we are. I will try scanning on the surface first but if I cannot get a clear image then I may have to consider using the wand to do an internal exam instead.” I frown not liking that last one so I am hoping the stomach scan will be enough. Angel lowers her trousers below her stomach to her bikini line and raises her top to just below her breasts. Doctor Sydney then places a tissue to cover the edge of her trousers and tucks it under to stop the lube from touching the fabric.

Then she presses small treats to my tongue, bitter first, then sweet, sour, and savory, observing my reactions carefully. She has me follow her fingers with my eyes, squeeze her hands, push against her palms. She checks my reflexes and she also has me turn my head a couple of times. When she finds nothing out of place, she pulls away from me. “Let’s scan your head,” she says. “Just in case there’s something subtle I might be missing.” I nod, even though my stomach turns from anxiety. After the scan, I return to her office and place the results into her hands. My fingers hesitate before letting go.

I finally said. "I know. I'm sorry." She labeled the last vial and set it aside. "I'm going to send these to the lab for a rush analysis. It'll take about thirty minutes. In the meantime, I need you to change into this gown. We're doing a full body scan." "A scan? But I just had one two weeks ago—" "Your bloodwork from your last visit showed some anomalies I need to investigate further," she interrupted. "Please, Ariana. Just trust me."

“Well, according to the paperwork, this is a dating scan. So up on the bed, Morgana, and lift your top. You’ll want to undo your jeans, I’m going to have to go down fairly low, as you never know where bubs is hiding. Oh! They’re already undone. Great. The lube will be cold - ” (Isn’t it always) Rhett smothered his snigger. Aislen managed to keep a straight face as she adjusted her clothing. “Sure thing.” Sarah applied the lube and then used the ultrasound wand to explore Aislen’s insides. The screen lit up, grainy black and white, with figures and words that Aislen didn’t understand. “Oh shit,” Cameron said. “Is that…” “There’s bubs,” Sarah said, pleased. “There’s the baby’s head -”

When I awoke I was no longer Anastasia, I was Anastasia but I wasn't, I looked around to see a completely different place, as if I had teleported to a different body, and a different place, but as well as my own memories I had a different set of memories, I was no longer in control of my body or mouth "Annabell, come quick, Isabella is having the baby" Damon told me, I, as Anastasia, wanted to ask him what he was doing there, and who Isabella was, but Annabell already knew the answers, Damon was a good friend to Annabell, and Isabella is Annabells daughter, Annabell has three children, two boys, David, who is named after his late father, and Frederick, whom she loves dearly, and she has one

Analina’s P.O.V. Andros comes back into the bedroom with doctor martin right behind him. “I understand that you are experiencing nausea and vomiting, young lady?” He asked me in an all-knowing tone, like he already knows what is wrong before examining me. “Yes, mostly in the mornings and whenever I am stressed.” I answer. “Ok, let us first start with a pregnancy test, then we can go from there. I nodded as I took the cup into the bathroom with me. I get the cup ready then I sit down on the toilet with the cup and hold it the position that is needed to catch the stream of urine in. After I am done I put the cap back on the cup cleaning myself up and pull up my pants. I washed my hands just be

The machine switched on, and Suzanne immediately started with pressing the scanner against Kaeden stomach. Kaeden growled, “Mom, not so hard!” Suzanne looked at her son, then chuckled, “Yes, yes,” she said and looked back at the screen. She moved the scanner over Kaeden’s stomach a bunch of times in circles covering a large area, then sat down on the chair mumbling, “I don’t believe it.”