The skunkette takes a breath as she rings the doorbell of the address shown on her iPhone app. It's already been a long afternoon and this was her last stop.
She places her paw on her swollen belly and feels movement from the kit growing inside.
"After this, we're going home love," she says to her future child.
She had two stops on the way here. One was scheduled -- an otter who's been unsatisfied by his soon-to-be ex wife who wanted to give a pregnant girl a ride. The other was a random encounter after the subway ride to this part of town.
The fur between her legs is quite matted from the cum that's leaked out from both.
Finally, the door opens. On the other side, a moderate-sized gray wolf in his 30s beckons her inside.
"I'm glad you're here," he says. "I've been looking forward to this and you look like everything your profile promised and more."
It was amazing the work a pregnant call girl can get and even more amazing was what men were willing to pay to have an hour or so with one.
The wolf leads her inside. As he takes her upstairs, the conversation quickly turns towards business.
"Make no mistake, my dear," says the wolf. "You are here for my enjoyment. As soon as we're in the bedroom, I want to you strip down and assume the position on my bed. My wife will be home before too long and I'll need you gone before then."
The skunkette nods submissively.
"I'm here for your enjoyment," she says as she rubs her tummy for comfort.
Within a minute of being in the wolf's bedroom, the skunkette's clothing is in a pile on the floor and she's posed on the bed with her tail up. Her well-used pussy presented to the wolf for inspection.
"Hmm... much looser than I had expected considering your age," he said disapprovingly. "And this fur... Is this dried cum? You little pregnant bitch! You just can't get enough, can you? I won't pay you more than half for this kind of presentation!"
The skunkette just sighs and nods in agreement.
"Half is fine so long as I get your entire cock inside of me, sir," she concedes.
The wolf grunts and mutters something about the skunkette being little more than a little dumb whore as he drops is trousers and gets on the bed behind her.
Without so much as a word, the canine thrusts his length inside of her loose pussy. The skunkette yelps out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she is violated for the third time in five hours. The child growing in her belly squirms for a moment, then settles back down.
"Oh mister," the skunkette says in a pant. "I didn't realize you were so thick."
The wolf slaps the back of her head.
"Save me the lines, whore," he says angrily. "A worthless cunt like yours has seen too much action already. Just shut up and let me enjoy this ride."
A small tear escapes the corner of the skunette's eye. She knows the wolf is right. Despite her age, she's quite experienced in the way of the night and she knows she's been over-indulgent in her escapades.
The wolf continues to fuck her abused cunt vigorously, despite being an average lay by the skunkette's judgment. Regardless, she offers him the moans and the squirms that a paying customer deserves. She even rolls over onto her back, allowing her belly to protrude up in the air as the two fuck.
Ten or so minutes later, she feels the wolf?s inflating knot stressing her pussy lips as the canine's cock finally gets thick enough to actually drive her a little wild. A moment later, he locks inside of her and fills her occupied womb with cum -- the third load that?s coated her insides today.
The wolf stays locked in her for a few. Panting, he catches his breath as he lays on top of her -- his weight easily holding the small skunkette and her belly in place. Then, suddenly, the sound of the house's garage opening can be heard inside of the house.
"Fuck! My wife's home early!" exclaims the cheating wolf.
He pulls out of her, something painful for both, the points at the balcony.
"Get you, you fucking slut!" he yells.
Gathering her clothing and throwing them on sloppily, the pregnant skunkette responds, "You haven't paid me yet!"
The wolf grabs his phone and taps it a few times. The skunkette's phone chimes as $150 gets deposited into her account.
"There," says the wolf, his teeth bared. "Half just like I said. Now, get your pregnant ass out of here."
The skunette escapes to the balcony and, thankfully, finds a staircase leading to the backyard and back gate. She would have hated to have to scale down from the second floor in her condition.
Ten minutes later, she was back on the subway. Disheveled in appearance with her belly sticking out from under her glittery shirt. Her boyshorts wet in the crotch from the wolf's juices escaping from her pussy.
Half an hour later, she was walking back into her parent's cruddy apartment. She grabbed a Pop-Tart from the kitchen, unafraid to make noise as her father was still at the bars as he was most every night. Her mother, out of the picture for years.
Soon after, she was back in her room getting ready for bed. Her teeth brushed and now in her ill-fitting nighty thanks to her swollen belly, the skunkette loads her backpack. A three-ring binder, a math book, a few mechanical pencils, and her middle school I.D.
After all, tonight is a school night.
She places her paw on her swollen belly and feels movement from the kit growing inside.
"After this, we're going home love," she says to her future child.
She had two stops on the way here. One was scheduled -- an otter who's been unsatisfied by his soon-to-be ex wife who wanted to give a pregnant girl a ride. The other was a random encounter after the subway ride to this part of town.
The fur between her legs is quite matted from the cum that's leaked out from both.
Finally, the door opens. On the other side, a moderate-sized gray wolf in his 30s beckons her inside.
"I'm glad you're here," he says. "I've been looking forward to this and you look like everything your profile promised and more."
It was amazing the work a pregnant call girl can get and even more amazing was what men were willing to pay to have an hour or so with one.
The wolf leads her inside. As he takes her upstairs, the conversation quickly turns towards business.
"Make no mistake, my dear," says the wolf. "You are here for my enjoyment. As soon as we're in the bedroom, I want to you strip down and assume the position on my bed. My wife will be home before too long and I'll need you gone before then."
The skunkette nods submissively.
"I'm here for your enjoyment," she says as she rubs her tummy for comfort.
Within a minute of being in the wolf's bedroom, the skunkette's clothing is in a pile on the floor and she's posed on the bed with her tail up. Her well-used pussy presented to the wolf for inspection.
"Hmm... much looser than I had expected considering your age," he said disapprovingly. "And this fur... Is this dried cum? You little pregnant bitch! You just can't get enough, can you? I won't pay you more than half for this kind of presentation!"
The skunkette just sighs and nods in agreement.
"Half is fine so long as I get your entire cock inside of me, sir," she concedes.
The wolf grunts and mutters something about the skunkette being little more than a little dumb whore as he drops is trousers and gets on the bed behind her.
Without so much as a word, the canine thrusts his length inside of her loose pussy. The skunkette yelps out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she is violated for the third time in five hours. The child growing in her belly squirms for a moment, then settles back down.
"Oh mister," the skunkette says in a pant. "I didn't realize you were so thick."
The wolf slaps the back of her head.
"Save me the lines, whore," he says angrily. "A worthless cunt like yours has seen too much action already. Just shut up and let me enjoy this ride."
A small tear escapes the corner of the skunette's eye. She knows the wolf is right. Despite her age, she's quite experienced in the way of the night and she knows she's been over-indulgent in her escapades.
The wolf continues to fuck her abused cunt vigorously, despite being an average lay by the skunkette's judgment. Regardless, she offers him the moans and the squirms that a paying customer deserves. She even rolls over onto her back, allowing her belly to protrude up in the air as the two fuck.
Ten or so minutes later, she feels the wolf?s inflating knot stressing her pussy lips as the canine's cock finally gets thick enough to actually drive her a little wild. A moment later, he locks inside of her and fills her occupied womb with cum -- the third load that?s coated her insides today.
The wolf stays locked in her for a few. Panting, he catches his breath as he lays on top of her -- his weight easily holding the small skunkette and her belly in place. Then, suddenly, the sound of the house's garage opening can be heard inside of the house.
"Fuck! My wife's home early!" exclaims the cheating wolf.
He pulls out of her, something painful for both, the points at the balcony.
"Get you, you fucking slut!" he yells.
Gathering her clothing and throwing them on sloppily, the pregnant skunkette responds, "You haven't paid me yet!"
The wolf grabs his phone and taps it a few times. The skunkette's phone chimes as $150 gets deposited into her account.
"There," says the wolf, his teeth bared. "Half just like I said. Now, get your pregnant ass out of here."
The skunette escapes to the balcony and, thankfully, finds a staircase leading to the backyard and back gate. She would have hated to have to scale down from the second floor in her condition.
Ten minutes later, she was back on the subway. Disheveled in appearance with her belly sticking out from under her glittery shirt. Her boyshorts wet in the crotch from the wolf's juices escaping from her pussy.
Half an hour later, she was walking back into her parent's cruddy apartment. She grabbed a Pop-Tart from the kitchen, unafraid to make noise as her father was still at the bars as he was most every night. Her mother, out of the picture for years.
Soon after, she was back in her room getting ready for bed. Her teeth brushed and now in her ill-fitting nighty thanks to her swollen belly, the skunkette loads her backpack. A three-ring binder, a math book, a few mechanical pencils, and her middle school I.D.
After all, tonight is a school night.
