Thinking of putting together a story marrying a few different interests involving a woman named Paige whose photos I will sprinkle in throughout the story. 

This is the star of the story. We will call her Paige.

She's a housewife from a large city in the Southern United States. Middle-class, northeastern USA  upbringing - went to university but ended up home with four kids, including one set of multiples. She has a lower voice than your stereotypical blonde housewife,  and is more than happy to stick up for herself. 

She also is a stunning beauty, and even more so when she has been impregnated.


The story is set over the course of her motherhood...starting with her first about 7 years ago. It is bit hardcore in subject matter - Paige is going to have a penis (that isn't her husband's) inside her more than a few times over the course of the story, yet won't have any memory of it. 

I've changed a number of things about the real-life Paige and there wont be anything identifying in the pics, and no you can't have a link to her social media, as to avoid IDing her. And this is very much just a fantasy, just to reassure anyone who would worry otherwise. 

Hope you all enjoy the story, and my muse Paige, as much as I have, and continue to do. 

Thanks for those who took part in poll. Let's see how this goes. Any feedback, public or private, is welcome, and certainly a spur to keep me going with this little adventure.

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Chapter 1 - Preparing for the procedure 

"Ten, nine, eigght, sseevvenn, si...."

And with that, Paige - Jeff's patient, friend from college, and long-time object of lust- was passed out on the examination table in his OB/GYN cliinic.

The general aesthetic had done its job - as had Paige, by inhaling deeply. Now it was Jeff who needed get to work. 

He removed the mask from Paige's face, brushed back her blonde hair, and looked down at her beautiful, serene face. 

 

The reason Paige was in his clinic, on his exam table, out cold, was that she was trying to get pregnant. But no matter how many times her husband sprayed her vagina with his sperm, she never got pregnant. 

Paige thought the problem was her, that she needed a fertility treatment to help her and her husband's chances of conceiving. She called Jeff, and arranged an appointment between herself, her husband, and him.

But the truth, as it turned out, was she was perfectly fine. Paige's vagina, which he had examined plenty of times before - with an extra amount of detail none of his other patients enjoyed, was perfect. Tests showed she'd be producing eggs well into her 40s. 

Paige's eggs were ready to be impregnated, her breasts ready to produce milk, and her womb ready to expand into a large, smooth bump.

The tests revealed it was her husband that was barren. He would never be able to get Paige pregnant. 

Jeff knew this, but the husband didn't, and neither did Paige. And so, when Jeff got the test results back from both of them, he made a decision to help Paige avoid years of fertility treatment, and the costs and stress associated with it. He lied. He told Paige that she needed a bit of help to get pregnant. He assured her it was nothing too invasive, but it would mean and afternoon at his clinic, and a few hours under gas, just to save her discomfort. 

And then, once she was out, he would take matters into his own hands.

Jeff would impregnate Paige himself. And only he would know.

Looking down at Paige, lying back on the table, her breasts rising and falling peacefully, he smiled. She would be so relived when she woke up to find out that the "procedure' had been successful.
That she would surely get pregnant the next time she and her husband had sex.

Oh she would be pregnant, all right, he thought as he pulled her forward, and began to pull the black and white striped top over her head.

But through a "procedure' as old as time itself. And not by her husband. Not that either of them would ever find out.

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Chapter 2 - Reflecting on previous procedures

As Jeff neatly folded Paige's striped top and set it to one side, he looked down at her breasts, and thought about how they would grow over the next nine months as they filled with milk. The thought of getting a taste of that milk was intoxicating to him, just as it had been the first time he had prepared to perform his procedure.

Three years before Paige and her husband had sought his advice and help in conceiving, another friend of his had made a similar request: Rebecca. 


Rebecca had had her husband's penis inside her daily, for months, taking one load of sperm after another into her vagina. And, of course, all the foreplay meant there was a constant taste of pre-cum semen in her mouth that no toothbrush seemed to be able to clear. But it wasn't enough. 

So they booked an appointment with Jeff's clinic. He sat down with each, taking particular note of how his cock reacted to the glimpse of Rebecca's breasts, and how even better they would look filled with milk.


After conducting a few tests on each, the results came back. The husband was infertile. Rebecca was not.

This meant Rebecca would need to use a stranger's sperm to get pregnant. 

But, Jeff thought, why go through all the trouble? Rather than a stranger, why not a health professional, with a high IQ and good genes? Why not me?

Over the weekend, as Rebecca and her husband awaited the test results, Jeff came up with the "procedure".

Once he came up with a plan, he took a long, lustful look at her social media profiles, just to be sure she was the right one to test the procedure out on.

In the end, it was Rebecca's breasts that convinced him. He really did want to see them filled with milk. And even more, he wanted a taste, so he amended the procedure in order to ensure that there would need to be at least one follow-up appointment prior to giving birth. 

He presented the fake results of the test to Rebecca and her husband that Monday, along with options, and his recommendation of what might solve the problem. By Tuesday, Rebecca had agreed to undergo what Jeff had accurately described as an invasive procedure. 

It was one that could be a bit painful and anxiety provoking,  so would be conducted under general aesthetic, but would clear up any blockage and likely solve their infertility issue in one afternoon.  She'd only be under for about an hour, though, so no need for the husband to attend...just swing and pick her up when it was all done. 

That Tuesday afternoon, Jeff welcomed Rebecca into his clinic. 

Rebecca, wearing a black top that slightly (though unintentionally) revealed a hint of her bra, listened intently as Jeff talked her through what would happen while she was under the gas. None of it being true, of course. This first of his procedure would be much more straightforward. 

He had her keep her top on, but remove her panties. No need for a gown, Jeff said, i can just lift up you dress. An unusual request, but Rebecca, like most women, trusted their OB/GYN, so didn't question it.

She laid back, and did the countdown. Once her eyes fluttered, then closed, he leaned down, and called her name softly. No reply. It was time to begin.

As he had only had an hour before the gas wore off, Jeff got straight to work. He removed her black top, and unfastened her bra, leaving her upper body exposed before him. Yes, she would look incredible with full, maternity, milk-laden breasts. He leaned over, attaching his mouth over each areola, imagining what it would be like to suck lactating milk from each nipple. 

Her hiked up Rebecca's dress around her waist, revealing the 35-year-olds smooth pussy mound. As requested, she had shaved the hair from around her vagina, leaving no obstruction for his medical implements penis. 

Jeff, removing his pants and boxers, then climbed onto the table. Looming over Rebecca, he watched her quietly breathe in and out, her breasts rising and falling along with her belly, which would, in a few months, rise far above her chest. 

Jeff wasted no time. Rubbing lubricant onto himself, he took his penis into his hand, and guided it into Rebecca's vagina. The procedure was underway.

As he pushed into Rebecca, pulled back, and then pushed in again, he held her breasts gently, and softly kissed her mouth. 

He could feel Rebecca's fertile vagina reacting to the invasive body that was inside it, moistening, and loosening. Rebecca's body was welcoming him, it wanted healthy, fertile sperm to coat her cervix. 

And with one last push, and with a yell of her name, Rebecca, he complied. The procedure was complete.

Jeff stayed inside Rebecca for five minutes, just to ensure all of her sperm would stay inside her, then he pulled out and began the post-procedure clean-up.

An hour later, Rebecca awoke, looking from the outside just as she had an hour before.

Jeff said that he believed the procedure had worked, but to not clean out her vagina until the next morning, as it would be sore. The wetness she felt was just left-over lubricant from when he needed to use his medical implements. From tomorrow, however, you should start again trying to conceive, he said.

Rebecca thanked him, and even gave him an embrace. 

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One month passed, then two. Just when Jeff was starting to doubt whether the procedure had worked, he received a text. Rebecca was pregnant. From the timing, she said, it must have been a result of the first time her husband had sex with her after the procedure. They were so happy, she was going to have a baby. He smiled. You're welcome, he said outloud.

Over the next few months, Jeff continued to see Rebecca - there were the standard scans, more tests. All was going to plan. She was going to have a lovely girl.

Then, about 38 weeks after she conceived, Jeff received a photo update from Rebecca. He looked at it hard. Rebecca's was on a final, pre-birth holiday, and had sent him a text, thanking him again for making this all possible.

He felt a tingle in his penis. He knew what that meant.

It was time for the follow-up appointment to Rebecca's procedure. 

And he was feeling hard...and thirsty.

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As he pulled Paige's striped top over her head, he smiled at the memory of Rebecca's follow-up appointment. It had gone like a dream. Rebecca came straight after her baby shower, dressed in a pretty maroon dress, full of happiness about her big day of celebration. 
   
She had never questioned why she needed to be put under - Jeff had made up some sort of excuse about it being best for her and baby at 38 weeks, now that the expected due date was upon them. Jeff had spend 20minutes after Rebecca was out sucking milk out of her breasts, pulling milk out of her, one breast at a time. Once he was no longer thirsty, he straddled her on the table, smearing his penis with Rebecca's lactated milk, and commenced the follow-up procedure. 

He placed one hand softly on the large bump, moving it round and round, as he guided his cock into Rebecca. He knew he wouldn't last long, he was aching to let cum loose inside her, and within five minutes the inner portions of her vagina oozed with his sperm.

He cleaned Rebecca up, removing the excess of cum from her vagina, and brought her out of sedation.

"All is looking good," Jeff told a slightly groggy Rebecca. "It won't be long now. I'm so happy for you as well, and that I could help you two conceive." She smiled, and embraced him. 

"I don't know how to thank you enough, Jeff. You've made us so happy." 

Five minutes after she left the clinic, Jeff got a text. Rebecca's water had broken no long after her husband picked her up at the clinic. They were heading for the hospital now. Jeff's procedure had worked from start to finish, not only getting Rebecca pregnant, but inducing her pregnancy as well. Her body had reacted so well to his penis inside of her, it decided now was the time to give birth.

That was three years ago. His first procedure. The first of 15, by his count. 

And his latest patient, Paige, would make 16. Blonde, pretty Paige, sedated, laying back on his examining table, a sports bra covering her breasts. 

But not for long

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[align=left]As Jeff looked down at Paige, lying peacefully asleep in front of him, blonde hair pushed to the side of her face, he thought back to his college days with her. Paige had always had a string of frat boyfriends, so there was never a chance he would be able to kiss her, never mind enter her. But they had struck up a friendship - Paige of course had no idea what he really wanted to do to her. Even back then, he had wanted to impregnate her. She was a natural beauty, with a pretty birthmark above her lip, long, flexible legs, and beautiful blonde hair. 
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They'd grown apart, and it had been years since they spoke, until out of the blue he'd gotten a call at the clinic from Paige. She'd recently moved into the area, and was looking for an OBG-YN to look after her. Jeff was more than happy to oblige. Their friendship from years ago meant he had more leeway when examining her, and he always made sure to give Paige's vagina a through examination.[/align]
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[align=left]When Paige told him she needed help getting pregnant, Jeff's cock stood straight up in his trousers. He booked her in, telling her he'd be able to help. Once the procedure was done, she was to go home and try again with her husband over the next few days. The results of the procedure he had developed would work best in the first 48 hours. And, if all went well, and she did get pregnant, she'd have to come back for check-ups at 6, 8 and 9 months. As she counted back from ten, he told her not to worry. She smiled, and her eyes closed.[/align]
[align=left]After calling out her name a few times, and getting no reply, he set the procedure in motion.[/align]
[align=left]He removed her blue stripy top, revealing a sports bra underneath. [/align]
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[align=left]Then took her hand in his, looking at her freshly painted, lavender nails, the large diamond on her ring finger, and the gold watch and bangles on her wrist[/align]
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[align=left]Placing Paige's hand onto his cock, he moved it back and forth over the shaft, admiring how good it looked, wrapped around his cock. He then pulled off her sports bra to reveal a beautiful set of breasts, which he knew would soon fill with milk. He wondered how they would taste compare to Rebecca, and the others that had followed in getting his pregnancy check-ups following the procedure. There would be time for that later. First he needed to get Paige pregnant. He hiked up her skirt, and removed her panties. Climbing up on the table, he gently pried her mouth open, inserting his cock into it, as to provide some lubrication for what was about to follow. This was always a tricky time - as he gently fucked her mouth, he had to maintain discipline as to not cum inside her. It had happened before, and required a follow-up appointment a few days later.[/align]
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[align=left]Jeff kept it together, getting just enough saliva and enjoyment from the feeling of his penis in Paige's mouth, but not too much. He removed it, inched his way down, and guided his now slippery, stiff penis into his old friend's vagina. Slowly, he rocked back in forth inside her, pushing it as far as it would go, but gently, as to not leave any soreness. Pre-cum leaked into her as he held Paige's breasts in his hands, and he watched her peaceful face as he moved in and out. Soon the pressure built to a breaking point, and his cum shot into her womb. Paige was perfectly fertile, he knew this from tests  he performed, but just in case he left his cock inside her to block any escaping sperm. [/align]
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[align=left]"Do you think the procedure worked," was all she could manage, groggily. [/align]
[align=left]Jeff replied, "Time to go have some fun with that husband and find out. Take a pregnancy test in a few days, and if all goes well, let me know how you get on in a few months time."[/align]
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[align=left]Six months later, long after he heard the pregnancy test had come back positive, Jeff got a ping on his phone. He opened it to find a picture of Paige, well along in her pregnancy, at a photo shoot with her husband. They looked so happy, and Jeff was as well, looking at how Paige's belly was filling up so perfectly - all thanks to him and his sperm. [/align]
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[align=left]She looked as devastatingly sexy as any of the girls he'd previously impregnated. [/align]
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Chapter 5[/align]
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After booking Paige in for her six-month follow-up appointment, he had a scroll through her social media accounts. It was like being hit by a lightning bolt.[/align]
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[align=left]He never dreamed she could look so good.[/align]
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[align=left]The belly, the breasts, the glow - it was all there. He'd never wanted to fuck one of his patients as hard as he did now[/align]
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[align=left]Usually, when they were back for their follow-up appointments, sedated on his table, sleeping peacefully, he gently sucked milk out of their tits, and would slowly and steadily fuck them.[/align]
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[align=left]Paige was going to be different. He would have to let her know that the procedure would produce a bit of soreness, to explain the force at which he was going to go into Paige. [/align]
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[align=left]She trusted him, and wouldn't think anything of it, so glad she was to be well on her way to having her first child. And that trust from the soon-to-be mommy would be repaid with his cock inside her vagina. He was going to need to cum on the bump as well this time, smearing it over her belly and leaving it there to dry on her. [/align]
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[align=left]And Paige wouldn't have a clue.[/align]