Update: Everyone can let out a sigh of relief. A fuming mad Britney Spears sent a text message through assistant Sam Luft to Ryan Seacrest and his radio show this morning denying that she was set to unleash a third Spears baby on the world.

""Its bullshit - I don't know who made it up," she said. "J.R. doesn't even know what's up. It's fake, completely fake. We just wrapped the video - going home to sleep."

Anybody else surprised she actually took the time to deny this? I woke up this morning to a Britney Spears sh*t storm of rumors and allegations all stemming from Star Magazine's expose of the pop tart detailing her sexual exploits. The Daily News has the inside scoop on Britneys' "sex palace."

The tabloid alleges that the plummeting pop star's Mulholland Drive mansion is equipped with a double-locked [Ed. at least it's locked] X-rated "Fantasy Room" filled with ticklers, whips and fur-trimmed handcuffs hanging from the metal bedframe. The second-floor room also features a mirrored ceiling, a glass jar containing spanking paddles and a closet full of kinky outfits, according to an "insider" who stumbled into the den of sin."She wears Catholic schoolgirl uniforms, a maid's uniform and a Cinderella outfit," claims the mole. The source also contends Brit is so obsessed with Marilyn Monroe that she wants her nose redone to look like the blond model of self-destruction. "Britney is sexually obsessed," the source tells Star.

Star Magazine goes on to detail more possible fodder for K-Fed's legal team such as Britney leaves sex toys laying around the house, her house is a pig sty with couches stained with sh*t (human and dog), and that the court-appointed parenting monitor is prepared to declare the house a "health hazard." If that isn't enough, In Touch is claiming that Britney Sprears is pregnant, again, this time with J.R. Rotem's baby. Who knew wheelbarrow style was so good for procreation. But all of this isn't even though most shocking thing mentioned in the story. Britney's mother, Lynne Spears, must be dellusional if we still think Britney is that innocent little mouseketeer. She claims that her daughter is just friends with her rumored new man, waiter Michael Marchand, saying that the two just enjoy "watching videos together and playing Scrabble." Porn movies, maybe. I have $100 thats says Britney thinks "scrabble" is a whole carton of eggs scrambled with hot sauce, a pound of bacon, and laid on top of a pile grits with a side of sausage. Stay tuned for a denial, confirmation or due to Britney's lack of proper representation an injured pap, a hotel stay, and possible traffic violation.