Hello, girls

“But you told me that you were a boy!”

Immediately feels her getting even wetter

“I…it…that’s…”

“You have a soaking wet vagina that you’ve been hiding all this time… I’m gonna tell the boys!”

“Wait no! Please!”

They put me on a raised platform in the middle of the camp, and strip me naked, exposing my pussy. The fact I still get cycles means I’m one of the fertile ones — a breeder.

A breeder who got some delusions of grandeur and lied to the society. Betrayed everyone by keeping my womb from mutual use.

I have to be punished, and educated, before I can be tied up next to the other breeders. Maybe fucking and sucking every single man in camp will make up for it. No matter how long it takes.

Taking load after load even after I pass out from exhaustion. Waking up in a shock of ice water thrown on my unconscious body to “clean me off.” Non-fertile women sneering and spitting at me for my stupid pretending. I’m no longer allowed to speak human words like them. They’re real people.

Finally led on hands and knees all the way to the barn, my palms and knees scratched and dirty, stumbling and falling multiple times, random people smacking my bruised ass as I pass, paraded to my station.

The heavily pregnant breeders who get some time off from their duties greeting me with soft whimpers and kisses and gentle touches once I get tied up in breeding position, welcoming me home.

TWs: Rape play, drug usage, medical play, a bit of breeding kink mixed in as well— it’s a short one folks.

“You’re so right doc, I can’t feel a thing!”

The medication was perfect— she’d been so worried about having to get her first exam done, now, she didn’t even have to think about it.

“Very good, very good— I’m almost done, don’t you worry.”

Behind the curtain, the doctor stood behind the stirrups, his cock buried deep in the warm cunt of his patient. She took the drugs without question, only knowing she would be numb from the waist down for an hour. Thankfully for the doctor, it also made her brain a little woozy, so she couldn’t feel the slight jolts of her body as he fucked into her.

Leaning forward, he buries himself inside her, releasing a second load into the condom he wore.

“That… feels so deep doc, I can kinda feel something—“

“Shhh it’s okay,” he chuckled lightly, “just…. Checking your cervix. That’s all—“

His calmly delivered line was cut off when he felt the condom burst as he rut forward.

Having only meant to nudge at it— instead, two fat loads of cum were delivered at once.

Pulling himself back from over the curtain so she couldn’t see, he felt his cock throb. “Oh, shoot.” He chuckled again, sighing, “looks like I forgot the swab. This may take a little bit… longer…”

Just another excuse to push another pill towards her. Pulling his cock out, he watches as cum begins to drool from her, peeling the broken condom off, he discards it and finds himself rocking his tip between her folds, pushing in with the quietest groan he could let out.

I said yes like an idiot and met him at a motel, which he paid for. We fucked and I felt him slip the condom off (I didn’t say anything because of how hot that is) and he came inside of me twice in an hour (I think?)

It felt so good to give my body what it so badly wanted.

A little less than a month later I’m throwing up most mornings, and my chest feels extremely sore so I take a test, and it’s positive.

I messaged him what happened and he sent a picture of his cock, so I went to his place for the first time.

He tied me up (he’s into that shit) and he came inside me multiple times, all while clutching my lower belly. I honestly think he wanted to get me pregnant, I’m not sure if I should keep it, I’m 4 months in and my state has a cutoff at around 5 months.. every time we meet he fucks me really good (cums inside each time) and asks about how the kid is so I don’t want to disappoint him.

Any ideas for how to proceed? My hips are already so wide so I think I’d be able to give birth easily. I just don’t know what to do, and I don’t want to stop seeing him for obvious reasons. I feel the baby kick every so often and it makes me so dysphoric.

God, little sluts like you are adorable. Four months pregnant by a stranger who knocked you up without your consent, and wondering whether you should give birth so you don't have to disappoint him. And looking for guidance from another strange man who wants you pregnant.

Does it really matter what I say, though? Just from the way you tell this story, it's obvious what an addict you've become for your baby daddy's cock. You say "I messaged him [that he'd gotten me pregnant by stealthing me] and he sent a picture of his cock, so I went to his place for the first time" - as if that's the most natural sequence of events in the world. He bred you, he wanted to fuck you again, so you went to his bed and spread your legs.

His little "accident" is already kicking its way to life inside of you. If you wait just a little longer, there'll be nothing you can do about it, except take his cum and wait to give birth. You're already rationalizing it - "I have such wide hips, it won't be that bad." (And they'll be wider before you're done.) Just take the easy option, don't do anything that'll upset your man, and before you know it, you'll be pushing out his baby.

It "ruins the body"? What do you think you are, girl?

It uses your body. Running uses your legs, and your heart, and your lungs; pregnancy uses your womb, and your breasts, and your hips, and your pussy.

You think it's ruining you - that it's unfair - because you're steeped in the idea that the default state of a woman is to be "protected", to have never grown full and given birth. But that protection just prevents your body from working the way it was always meant to. The permanent changes of pregnancy - your hips growing wider, your breasts readier to give milk again - are part of your sexual maturity.

You're a female mammal, and you think that the fact that you can get pregnant is unfair? Is it also unfair that you need oxygen to breathe and food to eat? Fertility created you, and fertility is at the core of you. You exist as you do because bodies like yours give birth.

The dream:😍🥵

He starts to grope you and you try to get off the couch. He pushes you back down resting his body against yours as you kick and scream. He rips your shorts to the side and rubs his hard cock against your slit. “I’m simply trying to show you you’re wrong” he says.

He shoves his cock inside your gold star pussy. The pain makes you start softly crying. You stop fighting, it’s useless. You could never overpower him. You lay there as he uses your body, while he keeps whispering in your ear that this is your place as a woman, in between his grunts.

“So fucking good” he’s using you like a doll and you can’t help but start to get wet after being used for so long. He’s speeding up and pushing as deep as he can. “ gonna cum” You remember you’re not on birth control. “Please don’t cum inside, please no!” He slams against your cervix as you feel the warm flooding sensation filling you up. “Gonna make you a real woman” Youve never felt anything like this before. You can’t help but cum all over your rapist’s cock.

Yes, men cause pregnancies. No one is ever going to forget that. Not when girls are raped full of new life every day.

But pregnancy isn't, like the ancient Greeks thought, a man's seed shaping a baby out of raw material. In the end, the biological role men play in pregnancy is a single sperm cell, providing genetic information.

Everything after that is because your body wants it.

You can want it or not - it doesn't matter. That genetic information can come from the love of your life or a drunken hookup or a man who forced himself into you while you screamed.

But your body wants it. Your body has a plan to make you waddle and drip milk. It has a precisely choreographed series of hormonal signals that will make you the perfect incubator for whatever set of genes found your egg.

A single sperm cell. 23 chromosomes. That's all. All the rest - your womb expanding until your skin stretches to hold it, your breasts aching as they grow, your hips spreading to prepare you to give birth - was encoded in you from the day of your own conception.