"This fetus has the accuracy of a former Israeli Armed forces member."
— Cynical Asshole, Bronyism
Cameron: What happened?
Kim: I was scanned. The woman in the waiting room...
Cameron: She scanned you?
Kim: No, not her. Her child. Her unborn child scanned me.
Kim: I was scanned. The woman in the waiting room...
Cameron: She scanned you?
Kim: No, not her. Her child. Her unborn child scanned me.
— Scanners
"Well, it's not a conventional fetus."
— David, Prometheus
Bearing a fomor child isn't easy. The mother is plagued all through her pregnancy by horrible dreams and feelings that something isn't right with her baby (or babies). She can feel malevolence pouring out of the thing in her womb, hating her, waiting to kill her, and wanting to hurt her every chance it gets. She is alone in her torment, for no one believes that any unborn child is evil. The more the mother insists that something is wrong, the more that people perceive her as being insane. Should she try to harm the child, the baby causes such internal agony to her that she is rendered unconscious. The same happens if she attempts suicide. The Baneling incubates within the mother, merging with the egg and becoming a full-fledged fomor by the time to child is born. When it is time for the birth, if the mother has tried to kill her baby, the fomor child emerges in such a way that it kills or cripples the mother.
— Werewolf: The Apocalypse — Freak Legions: A Player's Guide To Fomori
When the victim mates, its offspring will be hybrids — part human, part genestealer. The hybrid child does not consume its parent, as with more inefficient parasites. One of the changes wrought by the infection is the absorption of part of the host creature's brain. During this foul process the parent is shorn of any free will, reduced to the role of slave to its unborn child. Once the infant is born, the parent will go to any length, even suicide, to protect its offspring. In the parent's mind, the child is hale and hearty, a specimen of physical perfection. In reality, it is a repugnant, mewling crossbreed, discoloured features twisted into a fanged mask. This mockery of the family unite is incredibly disturbing — a message from the Great Devourer that even ties of kith and kin will be consumed and assimilated by the Hive Mind.
The details were never written down, but if you asked the doctors or nurses present at John Grube’s birth, they’d have some chilling stories to tell; about what happens when a 120-pound woman tries to give birth to an 18-pound infant; about attempting a Caesarean section with the unborn child snapping at the surgeon’s fingers; about delivering a baby that already has a full set of teeth and is chewing on its own umbilical cord; about what happens when the mother starts bleeding from bite marks on the inside of her womb.
—Hunter: The Vigil: Slasher
Lester Bigglesby: One out of five girls in this school is pregnant with a demon baby! One out of five!
Principal Jackson: Okay, heh heh heh heh …
Bigglesby: Ain't no denying it!
Jackson: The babies are evil, but the mothers—they're good kids!
Now the time is right for its birth
And whatever it is shall stalk the earth
What it looks like, I care not
I just hope it kills a lot!
And whatever it is shall stalk the earth
What it looks like, I care not
I just hope it kills a lot!
—GWAR, Crack in the Egg
