I haven't posted anything for public consumption for a long time. I missed posting, so I offer you a sample today. This is a small passage from a single episode in a much larger story. The entire setup is too long for this post, but here is what's happening in this episode:
The main character, Jim, met a girl in a local shopping mall. Patti was very pretty, very young, and very, very pregnant. She notices his interest in her and they start to talk. She feels very bad about herself. Her mother, a strictly religious woman, always tells her that getting pregnant is God's punishment for slutty behavior, and the more they sin, the bigger they get. Jim tells Patti that it's all a bunch of nonsense. Patti says nonsense or not, look how big I'm getting! Oh?, says Jim, are you behaving like a slut these days? Well maybe, she blushes. Would you like to tell me about it, asks Jim. So Patti tells Jim the story of her exploits last week. They both get so aroused, that she gives him a wonderful belly job when she's done with the story.
Jim makes Patti feel much better about herself. She comes to depend on him for emotional support as she confesses to him all the slutty things she does. Patti can only get out on Wednesdays to shop, so they can only see each other once a week. However, whether it's psychosomatic or divine intervention, she gets much bigger every time they meet. This excerpt is Patti's second confession.
(begins)
“Patti,” he whispered, “Our little bit of fun wasn’t such a big deal, not enough to make you swell this much. You’ve done something else, haven’t you? Something really naughty! What have you done to get yourself this way?”
“You’re right. I did a terrible thing. I saw Mike again. Remember Mike? The guy I met so early in my pregnancy? I told him I was fertile and then fucked his brains out bareback? He always wondered whether he got me pregnant. I never told him I was already pregnant. Anyway, he was sitting alone at a picnic table in the park. He looked really good, too, all virile and sexy. I knew I had to let him off the hook about my pregnancy, but I wanted him again first. I was dressed perfectly for the occasion, a stretchy tank top I was outgrowing and a push-up bra. I knew that would do the trick. The picnic area was crowded and all the families were giving me dirty looks for being so young and massively pregnant and under-dressed. I waddled up behind him. I put my hands in the small of my back and stuck my tummy out.
“Hi, Mike! I’ve been hoping I’d run into you. It’s been a long time.”
“He spun around in his seat and his face pushed into my belly. He pulled back flustered and embarrassed when he realized what he had done. Then he looked up and his jaw dropped.”
“…uh, uh… Hi… uh…”
“Patti. I’m Patti. Remember? We met about eight months ago. That was quite an afternoon, wasn’t it?”
“Uh, yeah…”
“I guess I look a little different now, don’t I?”
“I swiveled my hips front of his face to show off how big I was. He stood up. My tummy was so far out it nearly brushed him.
“He flipped out as he remembered everything about our last meeting. He remembered filling my belly again and again while I moaned about being so fertile and ready to catch. I told him he had to be careful. I told him not to get me pregnant, but he fucked me bareback all day long and shot all his seed deep inside me. Well, now I was pregnant as hell and delighted to see him again. He took in my vast belly with astonishment and increasing worry. He knew, he KNEW this was his! He looked around nervously and sweat formed on his brow. All the families that had been giving me dirty looks now were giving them to him instead. Then I confirmed all of his worst fears.
“You said I’d be okay, but… well, I guess I got kinda pregnant after all, didn’t I?”
“His world was crashing in on him, but I pretended not to notice. I was all chatty and smiley and feigning embarrassment because I was too big for my top. My stretchy tank top was wrapped tight around the top two-thirds of my enormous belly. I was constantly tugging at it to keep myself covered, but of course it never stayed down. I was doing it to focus everyone’s attention on how big I was.
“Geez, Mike, if I’d known I was going to see you, I wouldn’t have worn this top. It used to keep me covered, but not anymore. I’m much too pregnant now. See? All my tops are too small now, so I guess it didn’t matter what I wore. Gosh, just look how big I’m getting! Here, it’ll be better if I do this.”
“I reached forward with both hands, grabbed the hem of my tank top, pulled it down to cover my belly, and held it there, bending over in the process. Of course, when I pulled down my hemline, my neckline pulled down, too. I revealed my big, bulging breasts to him. My swollen, pregnant tits were beautifully displayed by my straining push-up bra. I was showing off for him, waving my big boobs under his nose again. He was such a tit man... I couldn’t be too obvious because of the crowd, but he got the message. My tits were jiggling beautifully just for him. It was an invitation to admire my huge swollen tits. I know how to use my tits to get a man’s attention, and he was lapping it up! I rattled on and on about how big I was getting and my huge tits were hanging right in front of his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off them.
“He was in a terrible situation. I was about to completely up-end his life. People were staring at us. Still, he couldn’t resist. He gaped at my heavy, pregnant tits and a lump formed in his pants. I knew how to push his buttons, and he couldn’t help himself. The lump grew. He was getting a very obvious erection in front of a crowd in public while he stared at my overgrown boobs. I was huge pregnant and telling him he was about to be a daddy, and all he could do was gaze at my big, pregnant tits. I held the pose for a few seconds to let the point sink in.”
“Are you alone today, Mike?”
“Uh, no. I’m meeting my family. They’ll be here any minute.”
“Well, we need to talk right away. Should we do it here? You can introduce me.”
“He looked me up and down. His eyes lingered on my belly and how my tank top couldn’t cover it anymore. The idea of introducing an enormous, young, pregnant girl to his family made him sweat even more! He could just imagine the commotion I’d cause dressed like this. He could imagine the questions.”
“Uh, not today. This is really sudden.”
“I let go of my hemline, put my hands on my hips and stuck my belly out. My top rode up and exposed lots of pink underbelly. I frowned at him. I was mad and starting to raise my voice.”
“Come on, Mike, it’s not sudden at all! It has been eight months! It’s not sudden and you shouldn’t be surprised after what you did to me! We have to talk about this.”
“I wagged my tummy at him. People were listening to the exchange between us. Mike looked as if he was dying a thousand deaths standing there. He still couldn’t take his eyes off of me as my top peeled up off my big tummy. I stamped my feet as I got angrier and my tits bounced even more.”
“You knew it was a bad time of the month, and you did me again and again and again! Well, look at me now! Look how pregnant I am! We have to talk about this right NOW! I just turned eighteen and my parents want to know who made me pregnant with these babies! But I couldn't find you until today. We have to talk. Really!”
“More onlookers gathered. They wanted to see the drama unfold between this nervous, handsome man and the indignant, hugely pregnant teenager. I just stood there silently with my hands in the small of my back, showing off how big I was, letting my shirt rise up off my belly. The air was thick with scandal. The women were looking daggers at him; the men were grateful it was Mike and not them having that conversation.”
“C’mon, Mike,” I said gently, “Walk with me or at least find me a place to sit down. I’m too big to stand around and argue like this. We haven’t seen each other in months and we’ve got a lot to talk about.”
“I took his arm and we left. He had to get me away from that crowd, fast, and I was waddling too slowly.”
“Patti,” he said, “let’s not talk here. Here’s my car. We can go back to my place.”
“That was just what I wanted to hear. I got excited. I knew what was coming.
“We went back to his place and sat on the sofa. He rubbed my tummy and exclaimed at my size. You know how I like a tummy rub.
“Oh, Mike,” I sighed as he explored my belly, “You really know how to make me feel good.”
“I’m glad you like it. I can’t believe how big you’ve grown!”
“Me, too,” I giggled as I guided his hands over my tummy, “I’m getting huge, aren’t I? All of my clothes are getting too small. I had to buy new bras and I can barely fit into them anymore. Still, though, I think I’m doing pretty well. I didn’t fatten up hardly at all. My doctor says almost all of my weight gain is baby weight. Hips, thighs, arms… all still slim. My bottom got a little rounder, and my breasts got huge! I knew you’d like that. But most of the weight is right here in my tummy. I’ve still got a few weeks to go, and I have no idea how much bigger I can get by the time I deliver. All this from one afternoon’s fun.”
“I tugged my tank top down so my boobs were out and proud. He sat beside me while I gave him a tour of my belly. Then I released his hands to let him explore. I lay back and closed my eyes to give him a clear view of my plump, swollen chest. I made contented noises and shivered just to send ripples through them to keep his attention focused.
“Back there in the park just now, did I hear you say ‘babies’?”
“Uh-huh… I did. The doctor isn’t sure whether it’s twins or triplets. Either way, well, you can see what they’re doing to me. Give my big, lovely tummy a nice massage and tell me how many babies you think it is. Don’t be shy. Mmm… that really feels good. I never thought I could get this pregnant!”
“I never thought anyone could get this pregnant! And you’re only… eighteen?”
“No, I turned eighteen last month. I was seventeen when we had that wonderful afternoon.”
“Oh, Christ…”
“Don’t be sad, Mike. I’m not. I’m not mad at you either. It just happened, that’s all. We’re not going to ruin our lives because of it. We’ll work something out.”
“Oh, Patti, I’m so glad you feel that way. My fiancée would go crazy if she found out about this. You’re right; we’ll work it out.”
“Sure, we will.” She took his hands again and showed him where the babies were moving. “Boy, you really got me good, didn’t you? Look at the size of me! I could hardly believe how many times you came in me and it looks like all of it took root.”
“You were pretty horny yourself. You just begged for more and more.”
“I know. I wanted more and more. I was so fertile. Fertile girls can’t get enough. After you came in me the first time, I figured we might as well enjoy it. When I found out how pregnant I am, I wondered if you planted another baby every time you came in me.”
“Oo, that’s hot, Patti.”
“From the moment I felt you inside me, I knew I was gonna have a baby. I was gonna get the big belly and I was delighted. That’s what fertile girls do, you know. They get pregnant. Every time you came, I wanted another baby. The way you made me feel, I wanted four or five of your babies. Then my belly began to swell and it just wouldn’t stop. Think how big I’d be today with five. But I don’t think I should have let you slip away for this long.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ll see…”
“I led him back to the bedroom.”
“I know how much you liked my boobs when we first met. Don’t deny it; you couldn’t take your eyes off them. You can’t take your eyes off them now. I told you they’d get big, didn’t I”, I giggled as I shimmied my tits at him, “Not to brag, but they are amazing! The first good thing about being pregnant,” I said as I stripped off my tank top and unhooked my bra, “is that my boobs got much, much bigger. See? They’re so fat and full. My boobs got so big, but they still float on my chest. See? No sagging at all. I love having nice, big tits, and I don’t really need a bra even though I usually wear one. It’s just kind of embarrassing when a cool breeze comes up and my nipples stick out. Do you like my tits like this, Mike? Thought so. Here, watch this.”
“I moistened my finger, smeared it on my nipple, and told him to blow on it. A moment later, my thick nipple was erect and straining before his eyes.
“Now you try it.”
“He moistened my other nipple and blew, and in a moment he had two erect, brown nipples staring him in the face.
“There, you see? I’d cause an uproar if I went out in public with my nipples like this. That’s the only reason I wear a bra, not because I need support. So here in private I can go braless. They usually get even stiffer than this. Well, you gave me these big, full tits; you should find out for yourself. Here you go, Mike, they’re so firm and full and warm. That’s it. Suck on my nipples. See how big and stiff they get?”
“While he was kissing my boobs, his hands strayed to my belly where he thought he had planted his children. I felt myself getting all wet and weak-kneed, so I lay down beside him.
“Another nice thing about being pregnant is that I get kinda horny. This is why I shouldn’t have let you get away. Think of all the fun we could have had. I mean, once the rabbit died, why not? You would have loved watching my boobs swell and I needed you all the time while my tummy was filling out.”
“The clothes came off. I gripped his cock and stroked him. I pressed my round belly to him as hard as I could while he buried his face in my tits. At last, I was in bed with a man. It had been such a long time. My hands were all over his bare skin, my big belly pressed to his flat belly. He had to reach around my tummy to finger me and he was spreading my juices everywhere; my lips, my thighs, my tummy. I straddled him again so he could fondle my tits, and he plunged his dick into me. We were fucking like crazed animals! He was hanging on to my tits for dear life and hammering me hard. I loved feeling my round belly sandwiched between us. I was clutching him as hard as I could inside and giving his cock a warm, wet massage.
“I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten!”
“I sure have!” I giggled, “How do you like it?”
“It’s great, but it’s so new to me. I’ve never been with a pregnant girl before.”
“Well, you’re sure with one now, aren’t you? Mmm, I am SO pregnant! Remember how it was last time? I was slim and hungry for sex. The best feeling I ever had was you spouting in my fertile belly because I knew what was going to happen to me. And this is it!”
“He grunted his pleasure and I sat down hard, taking him all the way in. I loved seeing my round belly flatten out against him. He was convinced he had knocked me up, and he was about to cum in me again. I owned him! I held him tight and pumped while I rubbed him with my belly. He went wild! He started spouting hard into me. I wrung every last drop out of him. It was magnificent!
“We had a second session. He was pretty tired after that, but I wasn’t ready to quit. It felt good to have a man inside me and I wasn’t ready to let it go. He was drowsy, about to fall asleep. I nudged him and got him to play with my tits. I held his limp cock and stroked it gently. I whispered to him again.
“You love my beautiful boobs, don’t you? Remember, my milk will come in after I deliver. How will my big, perfect tits look when they’re bursting with milk?”
“He thought about that for a second and his cock leapt back to life. We had another nice, long session.
“You WANTED me pregnant, didn’t you? You KNEW I was fertile while you were boning me. You WANTED me to get big! You know you did! You loved my big tits, but you weren’t satisfied. You wanted my tits even bigger, so you got me pregnant. Well, it worked! Look how big I am! And pretty soon my belly will be gone and I’ll have full, milky tits. You can milk me down when they get full and swollen and sore.”
“The poor guy was so tired, but I just kept pushing his buttons. I got all I wanted that afternoon. He was shooting dust by the time I was done with him. I was surprised I could be so limber in bed while I was so huge. I couldn’t believe how much he finally came but I held all of it in my thirsty, pregnant pussy.
“It was wonderful! Poor Mike was utterly exhausted after that. Now he was fast asleep and I couldn’t rouse him. I cleaned up in the bathroom. Well, it was time to go, but I still couldn’t wake him. I gave up and got dressed. We never had our talk. I really meant to tell him he wasn’t the father. We’d have to talk again. I didn’t want to just walk out, so I left a note. It said, ‘I couldn’t wake you up, and I had to leave. I’m not due for a few more weeks. We’ll talk again. I still have your number.’ Then I waddled out the door and went home.”
Patti sighed as she ended her confession. He had held her in his arms throughout and she relaxed again now that the story was out. She was still snuggled up to him, her belly pressed against his rigid cock.
“Well, Patti! That was VERY slutty of you! Did you like it?”
“Oo-o, I loved it! I know I should feel bad about what I’m doing to him. I’m blackmailing him and damned near raping him. And it’s all based on a lie. I know I should have told him the truth, but I have needs, too! I hadn’t been laid in months and I was desperately horny. He was out like a light when I was done with him, so I couldn’t tell him anything. I’ll have to see him again.”
“And what happened next?”
“I got bigger. A day or so after I worked Mike over, I could feel my waistline expanding again. My clothes got tighter as I wore them. My mom noticed, too. She gave me more grief about being a slut. She said, go ahead! Get as big as you want. It’s your shame and your punishment.”
“Oh, no… Did that make you feel bad?”
“Well, yeah, but just for a little while. I’d been so horny I couldn’t resist even though I figured this might happen. I won’t be able to resist next time either. When I thought about how much I needed it and how good it felt to get some relief, I didn’t feel so bad anymore. I’m gonna take Mom at her word. I decided I’ll have all the fun I want and accept the consequences. Anyway, maybe you’re right and this isn’t really punishment. Maybe I’m just naturally a very big pregnant girl. Then I just kind of relaxed into it and enjoyed feeling my belly get larger. Mm, nice, isn’t it? If this is how it has to be, I guess I’m okay with getting bigger. Much bigger!”
(ends)
So, what do you all think? Should I keep working on this? Should I publish the full episode? Other episodes? Should I set it up on the Amazon Kindle like our friend Notabot?
The main character, Jim, met a girl in a local shopping mall. Patti was very pretty, very young, and very, very pregnant. She notices his interest in her and they start to talk. She feels very bad about herself. Her mother, a strictly religious woman, always tells her that getting pregnant is God's punishment for slutty behavior, and the more they sin, the bigger they get. Jim tells Patti that it's all a bunch of nonsense. Patti says nonsense or not, look how big I'm getting! Oh?, says Jim, are you behaving like a slut these days? Well maybe, she blushes. Would you like to tell me about it, asks Jim. So Patti tells Jim the story of her exploits last week. They both get so aroused, that she gives him a wonderful belly job when she's done with the story.
Jim makes Patti feel much better about herself. She comes to depend on him for emotional support as she confesses to him all the slutty things she does. Patti can only get out on Wednesdays to shop, so they can only see each other once a week. However, whether it's psychosomatic or divine intervention, she gets much bigger every time they meet. This excerpt is Patti's second confession.
(begins)
“Patti,” he whispered, “Our little bit of fun wasn’t such a big deal, not enough to make you swell this much. You’ve done something else, haven’t you? Something really naughty! What have you done to get yourself this way?”
“You’re right. I did a terrible thing. I saw Mike again. Remember Mike? The guy I met so early in my pregnancy? I told him I was fertile and then fucked his brains out bareback? He always wondered whether he got me pregnant. I never told him I was already pregnant. Anyway, he was sitting alone at a picnic table in the park. He looked really good, too, all virile and sexy. I knew I had to let him off the hook about my pregnancy, but I wanted him again first. I was dressed perfectly for the occasion, a stretchy tank top I was outgrowing and a push-up bra. I knew that would do the trick. The picnic area was crowded and all the families were giving me dirty looks for being so young and massively pregnant and under-dressed. I waddled up behind him. I put my hands in the small of my back and stuck my tummy out.
“Hi, Mike! I’ve been hoping I’d run into you. It’s been a long time.”
“He spun around in his seat and his face pushed into my belly. He pulled back flustered and embarrassed when he realized what he had done. Then he looked up and his jaw dropped.”
“…uh, uh… Hi… uh…”
“Patti. I’m Patti. Remember? We met about eight months ago. That was quite an afternoon, wasn’t it?”
“Uh, yeah…”
“I guess I look a little different now, don’t I?”
“I swiveled my hips front of his face to show off how big I was. He stood up. My tummy was so far out it nearly brushed him.
“He flipped out as he remembered everything about our last meeting. He remembered filling my belly again and again while I moaned about being so fertile and ready to catch. I told him he had to be careful. I told him not to get me pregnant, but he fucked me bareback all day long and shot all his seed deep inside me. Well, now I was pregnant as hell and delighted to see him again. He took in my vast belly with astonishment and increasing worry. He knew, he KNEW this was his! He looked around nervously and sweat formed on his brow. All the families that had been giving me dirty looks now were giving them to him instead. Then I confirmed all of his worst fears.
“You said I’d be okay, but… well, I guess I got kinda pregnant after all, didn’t I?”
“His world was crashing in on him, but I pretended not to notice. I was all chatty and smiley and feigning embarrassment because I was too big for my top. My stretchy tank top was wrapped tight around the top two-thirds of my enormous belly. I was constantly tugging at it to keep myself covered, but of course it never stayed down. I was doing it to focus everyone’s attention on how big I was.
“Geez, Mike, if I’d known I was going to see you, I wouldn’t have worn this top. It used to keep me covered, but not anymore. I’m much too pregnant now. See? All my tops are too small now, so I guess it didn’t matter what I wore. Gosh, just look how big I’m getting! Here, it’ll be better if I do this.”
“I reached forward with both hands, grabbed the hem of my tank top, pulled it down to cover my belly, and held it there, bending over in the process. Of course, when I pulled down my hemline, my neckline pulled down, too. I revealed my big, bulging breasts to him. My swollen, pregnant tits were beautifully displayed by my straining push-up bra. I was showing off for him, waving my big boobs under his nose again. He was such a tit man... I couldn’t be too obvious because of the crowd, but he got the message. My tits were jiggling beautifully just for him. It was an invitation to admire my huge swollen tits. I know how to use my tits to get a man’s attention, and he was lapping it up! I rattled on and on about how big I was getting and my huge tits were hanging right in front of his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off them.
“He was in a terrible situation. I was about to completely up-end his life. People were staring at us. Still, he couldn’t resist. He gaped at my heavy, pregnant tits and a lump formed in his pants. I knew how to push his buttons, and he couldn’t help himself. The lump grew. He was getting a very obvious erection in front of a crowd in public while he stared at my overgrown boobs. I was huge pregnant and telling him he was about to be a daddy, and all he could do was gaze at my big, pregnant tits. I held the pose for a few seconds to let the point sink in.”
“Are you alone today, Mike?”
“Uh, no. I’m meeting my family. They’ll be here any minute.”
“Well, we need to talk right away. Should we do it here? You can introduce me.”
“He looked me up and down. His eyes lingered on my belly and how my tank top couldn’t cover it anymore. The idea of introducing an enormous, young, pregnant girl to his family made him sweat even more! He could just imagine the commotion I’d cause dressed like this. He could imagine the questions.”
“Uh, not today. This is really sudden.”
“I let go of my hemline, put my hands on my hips and stuck my belly out. My top rode up and exposed lots of pink underbelly. I frowned at him. I was mad and starting to raise my voice.”
“Come on, Mike, it’s not sudden at all! It has been eight months! It’s not sudden and you shouldn’t be surprised after what you did to me! We have to talk about this.”
“I wagged my tummy at him. People were listening to the exchange between us. Mike looked as if he was dying a thousand deaths standing there. He still couldn’t take his eyes off of me as my top peeled up off my big tummy. I stamped my feet as I got angrier and my tits bounced even more.”
“You knew it was a bad time of the month, and you did me again and again and again! Well, look at me now! Look how pregnant I am! We have to talk about this right NOW! I just turned eighteen and my parents want to know who made me pregnant with these babies! But I couldn't find you until today. We have to talk. Really!”
“More onlookers gathered. They wanted to see the drama unfold between this nervous, handsome man and the indignant, hugely pregnant teenager. I just stood there silently with my hands in the small of my back, showing off how big I was, letting my shirt rise up off my belly. The air was thick with scandal. The women were looking daggers at him; the men were grateful it was Mike and not them having that conversation.”
“C’mon, Mike,” I said gently, “Walk with me or at least find me a place to sit down. I’m too big to stand around and argue like this. We haven’t seen each other in months and we’ve got a lot to talk about.”
“I took his arm and we left. He had to get me away from that crowd, fast, and I was waddling too slowly.”
“Patti,” he said, “let’s not talk here. Here’s my car. We can go back to my place.”
“That was just what I wanted to hear. I got excited. I knew what was coming.
“We went back to his place and sat on the sofa. He rubbed my tummy and exclaimed at my size. You know how I like a tummy rub.
“Oh, Mike,” I sighed as he explored my belly, “You really know how to make me feel good.”
“I’m glad you like it. I can’t believe how big you’ve grown!”
“Me, too,” I giggled as I guided his hands over my tummy, “I’m getting huge, aren’t I? All of my clothes are getting too small. I had to buy new bras and I can barely fit into them anymore. Still, though, I think I’m doing pretty well. I didn’t fatten up hardly at all. My doctor says almost all of my weight gain is baby weight. Hips, thighs, arms… all still slim. My bottom got a little rounder, and my breasts got huge! I knew you’d like that. But most of the weight is right here in my tummy. I’ve still got a few weeks to go, and I have no idea how much bigger I can get by the time I deliver. All this from one afternoon’s fun.”
“I tugged my tank top down so my boobs were out and proud. He sat beside me while I gave him a tour of my belly. Then I released his hands to let him explore. I lay back and closed my eyes to give him a clear view of my plump, swollen chest. I made contented noises and shivered just to send ripples through them to keep his attention focused.
“Back there in the park just now, did I hear you say ‘babies’?”
“Uh-huh… I did. The doctor isn’t sure whether it’s twins or triplets. Either way, well, you can see what they’re doing to me. Give my big, lovely tummy a nice massage and tell me how many babies you think it is. Don’t be shy. Mmm… that really feels good. I never thought I could get this pregnant!”
“I never thought anyone could get this pregnant! And you’re only… eighteen?”
“No, I turned eighteen last month. I was seventeen when we had that wonderful afternoon.”
“Oh, Christ…”
“Don’t be sad, Mike. I’m not. I’m not mad at you either. It just happened, that’s all. We’re not going to ruin our lives because of it. We’ll work something out.”
“Oh, Patti, I’m so glad you feel that way. My fiancée would go crazy if she found out about this. You’re right; we’ll work it out.”
“Sure, we will.” She took his hands again and showed him where the babies were moving. “Boy, you really got me good, didn’t you? Look at the size of me! I could hardly believe how many times you came in me and it looks like all of it took root.”
“You were pretty horny yourself. You just begged for more and more.”
“I know. I wanted more and more. I was so fertile. Fertile girls can’t get enough. After you came in me the first time, I figured we might as well enjoy it. When I found out how pregnant I am, I wondered if you planted another baby every time you came in me.”
“Oo, that’s hot, Patti.”
“From the moment I felt you inside me, I knew I was gonna have a baby. I was gonna get the big belly and I was delighted. That’s what fertile girls do, you know. They get pregnant. Every time you came, I wanted another baby. The way you made me feel, I wanted four or five of your babies. Then my belly began to swell and it just wouldn’t stop. Think how big I’d be today with five. But I don’t think I should have let you slip away for this long.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ll see…”
“I led him back to the bedroom.”
“I know how much you liked my boobs when we first met. Don’t deny it; you couldn’t take your eyes off them. You can’t take your eyes off them now. I told you they’d get big, didn’t I”, I giggled as I shimmied my tits at him, “Not to brag, but they are amazing! The first good thing about being pregnant,” I said as I stripped off my tank top and unhooked my bra, “is that my boobs got much, much bigger. See? They’re so fat and full. My boobs got so big, but they still float on my chest. See? No sagging at all. I love having nice, big tits, and I don’t really need a bra even though I usually wear one. It’s just kind of embarrassing when a cool breeze comes up and my nipples stick out. Do you like my tits like this, Mike? Thought so. Here, watch this.”
“I moistened my finger, smeared it on my nipple, and told him to blow on it. A moment later, my thick nipple was erect and straining before his eyes.
“Now you try it.”
“He moistened my other nipple and blew, and in a moment he had two erect, brown nipples staring him in the face.
“There, you see? I’d cause an uproar if I went out in public with my nipples like this. That’s the only reason I wear a bra, not because I need support. So here in private I can go braless. They usually get even stiffer than this. Well, you gave me these big, full tits; you should find out for yourself. Here you go, Mike, they’re so firm and full and warm. That’s it. Suck on my nipples. See how big and stiff they get?”
“While he was kissing my boobs, his hands strayed to my belly where he thought he had planted his children. I felt myself getting all wet and weak-kneed, so I lay down beside him.
“Another nice thing about being pregnant is that I get kinda horny. This is why I shouldn’t have let you get away. Think of all the fun we could have had. I mean, once the rabbit died, why not? You would have loved watching my boobs swell and I needed you all the time while my tummy was filling out.”
“The clothes came off. I gripped his cock and stroked him. I pressed my round belly to him as hard as I could while he buried his face in my tits. At last, I was in bed with a man. It had been such a long time. My hands were all over his bare skin, my big belly pressed to his flat belly. He had to reach around my tummy to finger me and he was spreading my juices everywhere; my lips, my thighs, my tummy. I straddled him again so he could fondle my tits, and he plunged his dick into me. We were fucking like crazed animals! He was hanging on to my tits for dear life and hammering me hard. I loved feeling my round belly sandwiched between us. I was clutching him as hard as I could inside and giving his cock a warm, wet massage.
“I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten!”
“I sure have!” I giggled, “How do you like it?”
“It’s great, but it’s so new to me. I’ve never been with a pregnant girl before.”
“Well, you’re sure with one now, aren’t you? Mmm, I am SO pregnant! Remember how it was last time? I was slim and hungry for sex. The best feeling I ever had was you spouting in my fertile belly because I knew what was going to happen to me. And this is it!”
“He grunted his pleasure and I sat down hard, taking him all the way in. I loved seeing my round belly flatten out against him. He was convinced he had knocked me up, and he was about to cum in me again. I owned him! I held him tight and pumped while I rubbed him with my belly. He went wild! He started spouting hard into me. I wrung every last drop out of him. It was magnificent!
“We had a second session. He was pretty tired after that, but I wasn’t ready to quit. It felt good to have a man inside me and I wasn’t ready to let it go. He was drowsy, about to fall asleep. I nudged him and got him to play with my tits. I held his limp cock and stroked it gently. I whispered to him again.
“You love my beautiful boobs, don’t you? Remember, my milk will come in after I deliver. How will my big, perfect tits look when they’re bursting with milk?”
“He thought about that for a second and his cock leapt back to life. We had another nice, long session.
“You WANTED me pregnant, didn’t you? You KNEW I was fertile while you were boning me. You WANTED me to get big! You know you did! You loved my big tits, but you weren’t satisfied. You wanted my tits even bigger, so you got me pregnant. Well, it worked! Look how big I am! And pretty soon my belly will be gone and I’ll have full, milky tits. You can milk me down when they get full and swollen and sore.”
“The poor guy was so tired, but I just kept pushing his buttons. I got all I wanted that afternoon. He was shooting dust by the time I was done with him. I was surprised I could be so limber in bed while I was so huge. I couldn’t believe how much he finally came but I held all of it in my thirsty, pregnant pussy.
“It was wonderful! Poor Mike was utterly exhausted after that. Now he was fast asleep and I couldn’t rouse him. I cleaned up in the bathroom. Well, it was time to go, but I still couldn’t wake him. I gave up and got dressed. We never had our talk. I really meant to tell him he wasn’t the father. We’d have to talk again. I didn’t want to just walk out, so I left a note. It said, ‘I couldn’t wake you up, and I had to leave. I’m not due for a few more weeks. We’ll talk again. I still have your number.’ Then I waddled out the door and went home.”
Patti sighed as she ended her confession. He had held her in his arms throughout and she relaxed again now that the story was out. She was still snuggled up to him, her belly pressed against his rigid cock.
“Well, Patti! That was VERY slutty of you! Did you like it?”
“Oo-o, I loved it! I know I should feel bad about what I’m doing to him. I’m blackmailing him and damned near raping him. And it’s all based on a lie. I know I should have told him the truth, but I have needs, too! I hadn’t been laid in months and I was desperately horny. He was out like a light when I was done with him, so I couldn’t tell him anything. I’ll have to see him again.”
“And what happened next?”
“I got bigger. A day or so after I worked Mike over, I could feel my waistline expanding again. My clothes got tighter as I wore them. My mom noticed, too. She gave me more grief about being a slut. She said, go ahead! Get as big as you want. It’s your shame and your punishment.”
“Oh, no… Did that make you feel bad?”
“Well, yeah, but just for a little while. I’d been so horny I couldn’t resist even though I figured this might happen. I won’t be able to resist next time either. When I thought about how much I needed it and how good it felt to get some relief, I didn’t feel so bad anymore. I’m gonna take Mom at her word. I decided I’ll have all the fun I want and accept the consequences. Anyway, maybe you’re right and this isn’t really punishment. Maybe I’m just naturally a very big pregnant girl. Then I just kind of relaxed into it and enjoyed feeling my belly get larger. Mm, nice, isn’t it? If this is how it has to be, I guess I’m okay with getting bigger. Much bigger!”
(ends)
So, what do you all think? Should I keep working on this? Should I publish the full episode? Other episodes? Should I set it up on the Amazon Kindle like our friend Notabot?
