**Chapter 12: Morning After**

As the warm water dripped from their bodies, Lyra and Mia settled onto the couch, wrapping themselves in a blanket. The night's events seemed to have exhausted them, and they snuggled up together, their bodies relaxed. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, felt a gentle rocking motion as Lyra shifted her position. The room grew quiet, with only the occasional creak of the old house breaking the silence. Lyra and Mia's breathing slowed, and they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined. Isten, trapped inside Lyra's womb, was still awake, his mind racing with the events of the night. As he lay there, Isten couldn't help but think about the dares that had led him to this situation. He remembered Mia's mischievous grin as she dared Lyra to swallow the delivery driver, and Lyra's shocked expression as she realized what she had done. He recalled the feeling of being shoved into Lyra's womb, and the sensation of being trapped inside her. The silence was broken only by the occasional snore or murmur from Lyra and Mia. Isten's thoughts grew jumbled, and he felt himself being pulled into a state of uneasy sleep. His body, trapped inside Lyra's womb, continued to respond to the sensations around him, his mind lost in a haze of confusion. As the night wore on, Lyra and Mia slept peacefully, their bodies occasionally twitching as they chased after dreams. Isten, trapped inside Lyra's womb, continued to wriggle and shift, trying to find a comfortable position. The darkness outside began to recede, and the first hints of dawn crept into the room. Lyra and Mia stirred, their bodies stretching as they woke up. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, felt a sense of trepidation, knowing that the night's events would soon become a reality. "Time to get going, I think," Lyra said, her voice husky from sleep. Mia nodded, and they both slowly got to their feet. Isten, trapped inside Lyra's womb, felt a sense of resignation wash over him. He knew that his fate was sealed, and that he would have to endure the consequences of the night's events. As they began to get ready for the day, Lyra and Mia chatted and laughed, their conversation light and carefree. Isten, trapped inside Lyra's womb, listened to their conversation, feeling a sense of detachment. He was a prisoner in Lyra's womb, and he knew that he would never be able to escape. "I'll see you later, Mia," Lyra said, as they hugged each other goodbye. "Let's do this again soon." Mia grinned, and they shared a kiss on the cheek. As Lyra walked out the door, Isten felt a sense of despair wash over him. He was trapped inside Lyra's womb, and he would never be able to experience the world outside again. The thought sent a shiver through his body, and he settled in for the long haul, trapped inside Lyra's womb, waiting to see what the future held. The door closed behind Lyra, and the house grew quiet once more. Isten, trapped inside Lyra's womb, was left to his thoughts, wondering what the future held for him. Would he ever be able to escape, or was he doomed to remain trapped forever? Only time would tell.