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Massive turn on 🥵💖

My gf was going to donate her eggs at one point & was told she'd have to take these pills that cause you to be crazy fertile. So fertile, in fact, that you are strictly told to not have sex for 3 months leading up to egg retrieval. Not even with a condom, the chance of having multiples is far too high. While on the medication, you are releasing several eggs at once and thus you end up very fertile.

One of my biggest and most intense fantasies is my girlfriend replacing my hormones with the injected fertility medication. I don't think anything of it, thinking it's just my usual dose. We have sex with our boyfriend, who cums in me multiple times throughout the night. This is pretty normal since, while testosterone doesn't work as birth control, it does make it significantly harder to get pregnant especially when I've been on them for so many years.

Of course, since my girlfriend made me incredibly fertile, I end up pregnant. I don't realize at first, writing the fatigue and nausea off as a cold. She immediately knew but watched me try to put together why I felt so bloated all the time now. When I find out, only a few weeks in, I was already showing a small bump. The doctor told me the answer when he did an ultrasound - I was pregnant with quads. My genetics aren't prone to multiples, so the news shocks me. My partners are ecstatic, for the babies and for how big I was about to be carrying them around in 7 months. About halfway into the pregnancy, my girlfriend would tell me how she swapped my medication. I would be upset at first, but then quickly kiss her deeply and tell her thank you. This is exactly what I had wanted, anyway.

Once I met a trans man off of craigslist personals, back when that website was still up. “t4m - looking for bare sex” was the title. Now, I’m not a discriminating man - I’ll fuck anyone with a pussy, as long as they’re willing to fuck raw and let me shoot my seed inside them. I met him, we had a couple drinks, and when we got to my bedroom, he said he didn’t want bare sex after all, that he was ovulating and it was too risky.

I said fine, and we made out and fucked a bit with a condom on. Then, I ate him out for a while, and I asked him to suck me bare with no condom, since that feels really good. He complied, and as he was sucking me, I said we should do some external rubbing, teasing my cock against his pussy. This is usually a good strategy for sluts who really want your bare cock inside but are feeling hesitant. I’ve found it works on women, on trans men, anyone with a pussy.

He looked nervous, but he was so eager and horny his lust overtook his common sense. He told me to go ahead, and he lay back, angling his cunt up for me, his face flushed with anticipation. As I rubbed the head of my cock along his vulva and clit, I lightly pushed the tip of my cock against the entrance to his vagina each time I passed the tip of my cock over it. I teased him, over and over again, and every time his hips buckled up toward me, I let him push against me for just a moment before pulling back.

His breathing got heavier and heavier, until he started saying “more! more! go deeper!”

That’s when I knew I had him. I slipped the tip of my cock into his vagina, and out again, not going very deep at all. His eyes were alive with lust, and he kept begging me to go harder begging for more. Every few strokes I would go deeper and deeper until I was bottoming out in his cunt with each stroke, and we were both moaning with pleasure. At last, I was fucking him bare, going all the way in, feeling my cock push deep inside his pussy.

God, it felt so good, and his eyes widened with excitement and pleasure as he gave in to his primal feelings and let me enter him all the way over and over again. “Yes!” he moaned as he felt me slide into him, his wet hot pussy clenched around my throbbing cock.

As I got closer and closer to cumming, I warned him, but he was too lost in pleasure to do anything but beg for him to cum inside him. I happily obliged.

I fucking hated public bathrooms and avoided them at all cost but that just wasn’t an option on a long haul drive. Pulling into a decent looking truck stop, I pocketed my wallet and headed inside for what was planned on being a quick in-and-out.

The bathroom was clean enough but the stall door barely locked, at that point I was committed to just do it. I dropped my jeans and sat down when I heard the outer door open, it always made me nervous to be in the men’s room with cis guys around but it was always just in my head. Nothing had happened... yet.

A hand pushed in my stall door and the flimsy lock gave out to reveal a tall, thickly built trucker with shoulders so wide he probaly had to angle slightly to get through doors. Just a big dude. “Shit, sorry man-wait. You have a cunt?” My hands flew to cover myself.

“Get out! What the fuck?!” This wasn’t happening!

“Show me.”

“No! Fuck you!”

“I just want to see, I’m not going to hurt you.” He blocked the entire stall door, I didn’t really have a choice so I slowly moved my hands to my thighs and spread my legs without looking at him. “You’re a pretty little thing, huh? Never seen a trans man outside of porn. Can I see your clit?” His attention was unwavering on me and it was... kind of hot. I reached between my legs and carefully spread my pussy to show off my t-thickened clit. The way he watched me was making me wet but he didn’t move any closer, did I want him to?

“You can, uh, you can touch if you want.” I offered, a little flushed but pleased when the came into the stall with me. He licked his thumb before he pressed against my clit gently, making me shudder slightly at the warm touch as he lightly circled my clit.

“This okay?”

Fuck it, I was doing this. “Pants. Off.” He complied immediately, his dick already half hard.

“Fuck.” I groaned, he had to be thicker than my wrist and he wasn’t even fully up yet.

“You like it? Come here and suck it.” I pushed forward and fell onto my knees, my ankles stuck together by my pants but who cared? Taking my stranger’s beer can thick cock in hand, I ran my tongue over the head before I wrapped my lips around him. His deep groan made my clit throb with need, my hand dropping down to play with myself as I bobbed my head taking as much of him down my throat as possible.

He pulled me up by the arm and turned me around to bend me over the toilet. “Got a condom?”

“No, on PrEP.” He shoved his cock in me, bottoming out against my cervix in one go.

“Oh fuck! You’re tight, baby.” His hands ran over my hips, grabbing them to tug me back on him as he thrust forward. “So wet for me.” Every thrust forward, his heavy balls smacked into my clit but I needed more.

“Touch me.” I groaned, grabbing his hand and moving it to play with my swollen clit. “Oh fuck! Like that! Harder!” He slammed his hips against my ass, working my clit so hard I was practically sobbing. I felt it building up, my orgasm, it was coming on so fast... fuck, I hadn’t gotten to piss! My bladder was so full, I was about to-I shouted as I came, squirting all over myself and my partner who kept brutally fucking squirt after squirt out of me until I was yanked close for him to spill into.

I was soaked in my own cum, his load running down the back of my thigh after he pulled out leaving my pussy a gaping mess. “Porn was right, pussy boys are the best fuck. Here.” He handed me his card with a few twenties. “Ever want a repeat, give me a call.”

(Post in question) ( ͡° w ͡°) Sure, I could revisit this...

Now, a small review from the last post about my family members and their habits. Mommy and Daddy have high-paying, high-stress jobs, and my big brother is a college athlete, so they all have to do a lot of work. It only makes sense that little old me would do the work of stress relief for them - they have housekeepers and cooks for the other stuff, but they don’t have to pay me for sticking around if I’ve lived in the same house my entire life. It’s basically a form of paying my rent. (Growing up, I was of course interested in the kinds of...company my parents and eventually my brother kept, but they kept me out of that side of things until I turned 18. My birthday party was basically just mommy, daddy, and my brother all competing to see who could wreck my virgin holes the most.)

Daddy likes to stretch me out with toys and fists, and my older brother likes to fill me with as much piss and cum as he (and sometimes his friends) can manage, but Mommy is who we’re going to focus on today. She has a huge cock, long and thick, and if you’ve read the other post you know what she likes - tying me up before pumping her seed into my bare pussy, whispering about how she’s gonna knock me up. Her loads are big, hot, fertile, and she never, ever uses protection; there are stretches where she leaves me without a baby in me, but those stretches are short, and mostly for the benefit of Daddy and my brother, who also like playing with my pussy when they get the chance. They both know that Mommy’s the one who gets the most time with it, though - Mommy practically owns it.

The rest of the time, she keeps me pregnant, round, struggling to move even when I’m not being destroyed by one of them. Daddy and my brother both love using my pregnancies as an excuse to open and fill my ass even further, and my brother always loves to force his cock down my throat to fill me with his cum and piss - he says it’s so that I stay healthy and hydrated while I’m carrying Mommy’s baby, but we all know that it’s just because he loves watching me swallow it all, loves watching my belly swell that little bit much further with his fluids.

Mommy likes to fuck me while I’m already pregnant, and either her seed is so potent or my womb is so fertile that it’s easy for her to knock me up with overlapping babies. She’s not giving me octuplets or anything, but I’m still giving birth every two months, sometimes pregnant with five babies all at different stages of growth. No matter how pregnant I am, she still cums inside of me over and over again - the babies can handle how my body shudders and shakes and clenches whenever Mommy is showing me who owns me.

What she really likes is when she fucks me so hard that my water breaks for whichever baby is ready to come out, so that I go into labor while she’s still fucking me. She loves my moaning, loves having such concrete evidence of her having knocked me up - so much that even while my cervix is dilated, she’s still pounding into me. She was careful the first few times, but as she got rougher and nothing bad happened, everyone realized that she and I made really hardy babies whenever she bred me. That was just all the more incentive for her to keep knocking me up - If these babies are strong, then their babies will be strong, so we’re just helping the future generations out, after all!

Mommy loves having me pregnant and having me in labor so much that sometimes she’ll just...push the baby back in through my loose cervix when it’s more than halfway out. She insists that it just needs a little more time “in the oven”, so to speak, but the lust and desire in her voice betrays her as she keeps fucking me and then forces me to give birth all over again. Of course, Daddy and my older brother are going to get in on this - my older brother likes to make me choke on his piss during birth, while Daddy is a fan of sliding his entire arm into my ass and pushing from the inside to help the baby come out. He likes doing this while mommy is keeping it in, just putting that much more pressure on me from the inside - though, sometimes he’ll just use both hands to pry my ass open, exposing my guts for his own pleasure.

Every baby is born with a penis, but as they get older, they all figure things out for themselves, and grow into beautiful young men and women alike. The first of the 18th birthdays rolls around, and my first child - now an adult of their own - is ecstatic at finally being able to join in and use my mouth while Mommy puts another baby into me.

Every one of mine and Mommy’s children inherits her beautiful, thick cock and her massive loads, which they’re all only too happy to pour down my throat and up my ass while Mommy has her way with my pussy. One day, though, Mommy lets one of them join her in my cunt, and they both blow a load directly onto my cervix - and then my next ultrasound reveals twins in my belly. Mommy is practically overwhelmed with joy, because she’s found a way to make me even more pregnant, force me to give birth even more often, knock me up even more thoroughly - but she doesn’t let someone join her every time. She’s possessive over my cunt, after all, so it’s always a privilege when someone else gets to join her, and she much prefers it when it’s her child making me scream while she pushes it back into me before raping my pussy.

Just because there are more people around to use me now doesn’t mean that Daddy and my older brother are missing out on my body, though - Daddy just has more people to help add fists to me, help stretch me beyond repair, and my older brother is pumped that he doesn’t have to invite his friends over anymore when he wants to completely bathe me in piss. One of the favorite family activities is putting me into one of the bathtubs, and then jerking off into it and pissing into it until it’s full. I’m given two tubes with pumps attached, one for each hole if I want to use them, and I’m not allowed to leave the bathtub until it’s empty - my guts, cunt, and stomach are all painfully swollen by the end, unable to move, but that just means that it’s easier for everyone to fill me even more until I’m screaming. Sometimes, if I don’t empty the bathtub fast enough, my older brother comes in and holds me just under the surface until I’ve gulped down enough of it to breathe again...and sometimes he just does that all the way down.

“Just a sec, fuck, you feel so good baby, just a little longer.” He was thrusting hard and fast inside me, no condom or birth control to keep me from getting pregnant.

“We, we gotta get a condom, I’m not safe right now.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I can pull out.” His hand slipped between us to play with my clit, rubbing it in quick circles that had me shuttering. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight. Shoulda said you had a cunt right from the get go, woulda had you on my cock in the theater.” I felt him swelling inside of me as he thrust up against my cervix, almost rutting with an animal need.

“Don’t, please don’t cum in me, I can’t get pregnant!” I begged but I made no move to pull away as he worked my clit harder, his hips slapping against my ass hard. He grabbed my hip tightly and thrust in hard one more time before his hot cum started to pump into me.

“Running around looking like you do with such a sweet pussy? Shoulda known better than to not be a birth control. Just asking for someone to fuck a kid into you.” He pulled out of my stretched out hole and snagged his clothes before he was gone.

He messaged me on here and said he could help with my kink. His pics had me all hot and bothered so I said okay and met him in a hotel. He wasted no time mounting, his thick cock stretching me out the moment I was in the door. “Gonna breed you tonight, boy, gonna fuck you full of my kids, ruin you for any other dick but mine.” I was tossed up on the bed before he was back in me, hammering away as his dick rammed against my womb making me cry out. “Fuck, you sound so good. You love this dick, baby, just wait until I get you pregnant. Never gonna let you go, just gonna keep knocking you up until you can’t do it anymore.” His hand left my thigh and played with my clit, “You like that? Fuck, you’re so wet baby boy, so good for me, you close? Do you wanna cum? Tell me what you want and I’ll let you cum.”

“Please!” I cried, “breed my boy pussy, knock me up, give me you babies, as many as you can!”

“Good boy.” One last hard thrust pushed him up against my cervix before he came, his massive load begging to find my egg. His fingers never stopped on my clit, my hips bucked hard to get what I needed before I gasped and came harder than I ever had in my life. “Good boy.” He whispered again in my ear before pulling his softening dick out of me. No cum followed, my orgasm having pulled it in deep to make sure it did its job.

I had been a good Christian for most of my life. I didn’t wank, I went to church every Sunday and I prayed most nights. I’d lived a pretty sheltered life all in all.

When the guys at school talk about sex and stuff like that I laugh and pretend to understand. But in reality I have no idea how that all works: they didn’t give me permission to go to sex Ed classes. Instead saying that it’s something I’ll discover when I’m married.

One night, as I went to pull the curtains, wearing just my silky boxers. My room is on the second level of the house, facing Mr Moore’s two story house on the other side. Mum and Dad had always said he’s a dangerous man. But I don’t really get why. I took a moment before I pulled the curtains to take in our suburbia of perfect houses. That’s when I saw the light on in Mr Moore’s window.

I could see into the room. In there was a man, on all fours on the bed. Mr Moore was behind him. They were both naked and Mr Moore appeared to be smacking his pelvis against the other mans bottom. It looked like they were having fun. The man who was on all fours looked up. He gave a wave with one hand. I waved back. Then I felt my boxers tenting as my penis swelled. I pulled the curtains closed, embarrassed.

I stood there for a moment. Thinking about how much fun the men seemed to be having. I wanted to see it again. I split the curtains open a crack. Mr Moore was standing in the window, waving to me. He held a sign against the glass, which he had printed in big letters. His penis looked great: much bigger than mine. Back to the sign, it said: “Want to play? Go to dareCk.com” he left it there for a moment. Then waved, and pulled the curtains shut.

I was shocked. I felt naughty for what I had seen, and the fact my body seemed to enjoy it. Plus, I’d been a good Christian boy for the last 18 years. Surly I should give being a bit bad a go. I crossed over to bed, being careful not to touch my hard penis in a way which could be called masterbating.

Once I’d got into bed, I grabbed my phone from the dresser, entering the website. According to the cover, the game of dares had a monetary reward for each dare completed. The price started at $20 for the first, and then climbed higher. It seemed innocent enough, so I clicked the big ENTER button. The website took me to a survey, which asked all kinds of questions about my living situation, my bank account and debit card number and contact details for my family and friends. Finally it asked for a Face picture for my profile. I was feeling daring. So I did it. A cute smile. Then I clicked submit.

Dare 1: Take a selfie with your own underwear jammed in your mouth like a gag.

My dick was hard. I quietly got up, and found a pair of my underwear. I then folded it into my mouth. It tasted kind of salty. I took the picture quickly, and clicked the submit button.

There was a blaring trumpet noise for a moment, before I quickly switched my phone to silent.

The screen read “CONGRATULATIONS! You have earnt $20! The next dare is to go find a pair of your brother’s underwear and take a photo wearing them”

I checked my bank account: $20 had been paid in. I was amazed. I could earn a ton through this. It was now close to 10.30 everyone would be asleep. I put on my dressing gown, and snuck downstairs to the laundry. I riffled through till I found some of my older siblings underwear. It was a jockstrap that he’d chucked in the washing basket today. I hurried back upstairs. In the privacy of my own room I shed my boxers, and put on the underwear. It felt odd, but exciting to be doing something so bad. I wasn’t a sportsman myself, so it felt strange to have my ass exposed in underwear.

The congratulations phrase flashed on the screen. I’d earnt $25 this time!

The next one was simple enough too: “for $50 put your brothers underwear in your mouth like a gag. “ $50! I stuffed the jockstrap into my mouth. If I though mine tasted weird, these tasted waaay more ‘ripe’. A bittersaltiness that slipped down my throat and lingered, even after I’d taken them out. I submitted the photo. Not quite believing my luck when I checked my bank account.

The next dare filled the screen: fill a cup with your piss. There was a cup by my bedside. I pissed in it. I got $50.

“Drink it for $150. Take a video.”

I took a moment. Giving the liquid a sniff. It smelt awful. Like piss. But for $150…. I set up my camera. Pinched my nose, and skulled. It tasted fucking awful, and weirdly hot as it sank down into my belly. My dick was clearly hard though… so some part of the liked it. I submitted the video and the money went through.

The next dare was odd: tomorrow, don’t wear underwear to school. Upload a video between 12 and 1 of you in a bathroom mirror, with your pants around your ankles. Failure to complete this task will result in your friends being sent the picture of you stuffed with underwear. The reward is $50.

I was shocked. But really turned on. I was kind of excited.

The next day I got dressed as normal, minus the underwear. It was weird to feel every scratch and slide of the fabric against my junk. I went to breakfast with a smile, knowing that I was serving a secret master. I planned to sneak out of class just before lunch, which started at 12 and take the photo while the bathrooms were empty.

My friends were surprised by how happy I was that day, and looked at me quizzically as I asked to leave physics to go to the bathroom: they know I love physics. Our bathrooms are set up with one big mirror by the basins. This meant I couldn’t take the photo unless the bathroom was clear. I choose the bathrooms at the far end of the school, which no one ever uses. Unfortunately, other people wanted to use this room for illicit purposes too. When I walked in the Captain of the Football team had his penis in a girls mouth and was shoving it in and out over and over. He gave me a curt nod, before groaning. She gagged. Then they both left.

I set up the camera and took my video, pulling up my pants just as he next illicit users entered with a pack of cigarettes. Walking back to my friends, I uploaded the video and the next dare was issued: “You have received a parcel. Hurry home, open it beforeyour parents do. Send a photo of it in place. $200, if completed within 45 minutes.

Oh my lord. They had sent me something. Mum worked from home. She had probably opened it already. Shit. Shit. Shit. I mean… shiz. I changed direction. Instead of walking towards my friends, I walked towards the gate. I was known as a goody good, so the teachers didn’t even stop me.

I ran home. When I got there, I was puffed but glad to see a box sitting on the front step. Mums car wasn’t in. I grabbed the box, quickly running with it around to the garden shed. I opened it. Inside was a “Cellular Butt Plug”. The instructions were simple enough, and there was a small tube of lube with it. I tried not to think of Jesus, just the $200, as I dropped my pants. It was actually easier to insert than I thought. It was quite thin. Once it was fully inserted, I took a photo awkwardly and submitted it. No sooner did I click submit was there a beep from the plug. I jumped as I felt it vibrate in me, my penis leapt to attention.

It was an amazing feeling, but not one I wanted to continue. I reached around, and attempted to pull it out. It wouldn’t budge. I started to panic a bit, and stood up to check the website: it read “You’re in for a wild night. This cellular butt plug will inflate slowly in your ass over the course of the next 10 hours. By the end of this period your will be 9 inches in circumference. After 10 hours it will deflate. You will then send through a photo of your gaping hole. If you fail to do so, there will be repercussions. $500 reward.”

My spirits fell as I read the message. Oh Jesus, I can’t believe I’ve done this. I checked my watch. It was still lunch time at school. I could get back for the final class: English. I hitched up my pants, and hid the packaging behind a shovel, and started walking.

I could feel the plug. It was odd to walk with: a constant pressure, kind of like I needed to go to the bathroom. My pants, each step bringing new internal pleasure. School was torture. All I could focus on was the growing uncomfortable feeling in my ass. By the time the bell rang I was at my wits end with pain.

Dad picked me up from school. He asked me why I was so quiet, I told him I was just feeling really tired and needed to nap before dinner. As soon as I got home I went straight up to my room and drew the curtains. I pulled down my pants, checking my ass in the mirror. My hole looked fucking- I mean very… sore. And it was huge. I held the end of the plug and wiggled it to see if I could get it free. The plug beeped and I gasped as it swelled suddenly. I cried out with agony. I pulled up my pants again. Tears in my eyes.

I crawled into bed, burying my head Into my pillow. Exhausted by the pain and fell asleep.

I woke to Mum calling “Time for dinner”. I slid from the bed, struggling onto my feet. My ass was in agony. I took the stairs slowly, waddling down them. With each step I felt my hips clicking, like the plug was starting to effect their movement too. As I entered the dining room Mum looked me up and down.

“You look awful Ed. And those pants are too tight on you now. We’re throwing them out after tonight.”

I looked at the food.

“Sorry Mum, I’m really not hungry tonight.”

“That’s okay Ed, you just get up into bed. I’ll leave the food in the fridge for you when you get your appetite back.”

Then my phone started to ring. I fished it from my pocket. It was a males voice.

“I’ve got a delivery for you. I’m at your door now. Six hundred dollars. Tell them it’s bibles.”

This was going too far.

“The bibles I’ve ordered have arrived!” I pretended to be happy. I shuffled to the door. The family started eating.

As soon as I opened the door the man ordered me to get down on my knees. I did. I just wanted this to be over. He opened my mouth and slipped a pipe into me. I spluttered as it sank down. Above me he held a funnel. Then he showed me an ice cream container full of these little white balls. They were about the size of a lolly. He gave them a shake, and then procedded to pour the container into my funnel. I could feel them falling into my belly. Once it was done he pulled out the pipe, handed me a box and said “enjoy the bibles” before walking out.

Walking back into the house I started to feel really really thirsty. So thirsty that it overrode the pain from my ass. I went upstairs, into the bathroom and started drinking straight from the tap. It tasted so good. I skulled it back for what felt like a minute before I felt okay. Then I shuffled to my dark room.

My gut gurgled as I lay on my bed and then it started to bloat, just a little at first, but then really stretching. Painfully tight. I moaned as my flat stomach distended into a potbelly. It kept pushing, bigger and bigger. The white balls evidently enlarging with water. I stood up, and looked at myself in the mirror. Before my eyes, my belly was expanding. Then my shirt ripped. A wave of pain rolled through me. I collapsed to the ground.

When I woke, my phone was beeping. I didn’t feel in pain anymore. It was a message from the website: “it’s time”. I turned on my room light, and removed my clothes, preparing myself for the sight I was about to see in the mirror. I stepped before it. My belly was huge: my belly button had popped out and stretch marks arched from it. There was a beep. A hissing. And then the butt plug fell from me onto the ground. I felt the air in my gaping hole. I turned, exposing my ass. It was a pink fleshy hole, utterly destroyed by the butt plug. I took the photo. Then I stood there. Cradling my belly. Feeling the air, and my cock went hard. Hard as fuck. I rubbed my belly, and groaned in pleasure.

I submitted the photo of my swollen body and destroyed hole.

The next dare: “A parcel has arrived. Put it in your mouth.”

about two months ago i had a grindr hookup with a cis guy (who was probably definitely a chaser). it was a big impulse but he was really fucking hot so.

when he pulled his cock out, i sucked on it for awhile, made him cum for the first time. i swallowed some but a lot of it ended up dripping down my chin and chest. he ate me out until he was hard again, which was super fucking nice. the man literally had to come up for air and tell me i was so wet it was dripping on the sheets hehe 😉

when he moved to fuck me but he said “do you have a condom”...

and me, with my lowkey highkey breeding fetish... in the moment i was just so desperate to have his cock in me that i said “yes, but we don’t need it”

luckily that really turned him on cause he immediately got this look in his eye and he weighed me down and was rutting up against me. he said something like “i’m gonna fuck your little cunt so hard” before sticking it in me. his cock raw inside my cunt felt so fucking good and natural... 🥰

he fucked me in like five different positions (i’m pretty small so it was easy for him to toss me around lol) and it was so much dirty talk the whole time, and i fucking love that shit. i was sayin things like how big his cock felt inside of me, and he would fuck me a little harder and tell me my pussy was so good and tight

at one point he had me face down and fucked my cunt with one hand sticking his fingers in my mouth and the other playing with my asshole. 🥺 it felt so good having all my holes stimulated at once, i felt completely controlled

i was riding him and pressed up against his chest when he said he was going to cum soon. “i gotta pull out” he said. without a single thought to it, i said “but do you want to?”

he got rough. he grabbed my hips so hard to push me on his cock that they ended up bruising. his voice was so low and hot. “fuck no i don’t”. flipped us over so he was on top, and just started railing me. like he was hoping i would let him breed me.

it got blurry but i remember begging him to cum inside me a lot and he said some really dirty shit about filling me up. had my hand rubbing my clit while he was pushing as deep as he could into me. the feeling of his cum pumping up inside of me made me fucking shake. i was a begging mess telling him how much i needed his cum inside my cunt. he kept telling me i was so good for wanting his cum - when my orgasm hit he called me a good little cum whore and holy shit. all my fantasizes about being bred were a reality now and it was better than i had ever imagined

the next morning i had to go get plan b and it was really embarrassing but it was also turning me on? i was horny the whole time picking it up. knowing i had just been bred like a fucktoy and needed to fix the “mistake”. knowing i could very well be pregnant if i didn’t take the pill...

He messaged me on here and said he could help with my kink. His pics had me all hot and bothered so I said okay and met him in a hotel. He wasted no time mounting, his thick cock stretching me out the moment I was in the door. “Gonna breed you tonight, boy, gonna fuck you full of my kids, ruin you for any other dick but mine.” I was tossed up on the bed before he was back in me, hammering away as his dick rammed against my womb making me cry out. “Fuck, you sound so good. You love this dick, baby, just wait until I get you pregnant. Never gonna let you go, just gonna keep knocking you up until you can’t do it anymore.” His hand left my thigh and played with my clit, “You like that? Fuck, you’re so wet baby boy, so good for me, you close? Do you wanna cum? Tell me what you want and I’ll let you cum.”

“Please!” I cried, “breed my boy pussy, knock me up, give me you babies, as many as you can!”

“Good boy.” One last hard thrust pushed him up against my cervix before he came, his massive load begging to find my egg. His fingers never stopped on my clit, my hips bucked hard to get what I needed before I gasped and came harder than I ever had in my life. “Good boy.” He whispered again in my ear before pulling his softening dick out of me. No cum followed, my orgasm having pulled it in deep to make sure it did its job.

TW: rape, misgendering.

Chris always knew he was lucky. He had everything a young man could ask for. The only son to a wealthy family, he enjoyed indulgences and luxuries his friends couldn’t. When he wanted a toy, he got it. When he struggled at school, he had tutors, and when college came around, money was not even an issue. His parents were highly educated professionals who were as caring and loving as they were open-minded, surprising even their own son with their kindness and acceptance after being told that the daughter they thought they were raising was a boy all along. That day was some years ago, and Chris had become a handsome, intelligent, and mature young man.

He attended a private, expensive university which, unlike his school, was filled with people even wealthier than he was. It was difficult to accustom to the entitled personalities he ran into every day. Still, his first few months of college were amazing, and he was planning a special celebration for the upcoming three-day weekend, as his parents were leaving town. Chris decided to invite his new college friends over for a simple night of pizza, movies and gaming. Among these were Kyle, who was quickly becoming his best friend, Freddie, a relatively new acquaintance, and Jake, an intimidating but quite boorish jock who wasn’t very close to Chris at all, but was a friend of Kyle and Freddie.

As that night arrived, Kyle was the first one to ring the doorbell.

“Hey man! I brought some pizza with me. Sorry I’m a little early.”

“Oh, yeah no problem, come in,” smiled Chris. 

They both went up to Chris’ room, sat down and started watching TV. A few minutes later, Chris got up to use the restroom. Moments later, he heard Kyle say “Hey Chris you got any chips downstairs?”

“Yeah, we do.”

“Okay!”

Before Chris could react, Kyle began walking past the door, which had been left slightly ajar. Kyle couldn’t help himself but look.

“Whoa dude are you peeing sitting down?” he laughed.

Chris was red with embarrassment “oh my god shut the door!” 

Enjoying the situation, Kyle simply nudged the door even wider. “Do you always pee sitting down?” He continued, chuckling.

“It’s none of your business!”

Instinctively, Chris rose up to close the door, but caught himself and sat down again.

He was not fast enough.

“Whoa dude, you have a pussy? What the fuck?” Kyle asked amusedly.

Chris signed. “Yeah, I do, I’ll tell you about it later. Just close the door.”

“Okay, okay, sorry.” Kyle closed the door.

Chris washed his hands, gathered himself, and went back to his room. Kyle looked up at him.

“Okay so I might as well just say this now because there’s no point ignoring it. Yeah, I’m trans. I’m a trans guy.”

“Yeah okay, that’s cool. Can I see it though?” Kyle said.

“See what? My vagina? No, dude.”

“Come on! No one is here yet, let me just see what it looks like. I wanna see if its different from my girlfriend.” Kyle reached his hand and grabbed Chris’ crotch, squeezing.

Chris pulled away “Kyle I said no man!”

Kyle reached again, pulling Chris’ pant-line down, intently. “What’s the big deal, we’re friends right?”

Chris couldn’t believe himself, but he gave in and let Kyle pull his pants and underwear down.”

“Whoa, yeah that looks exactly like Sarah’s vag!” Kyle exclaimed, and began to touch Chris’ pussy.

“Oh my god you’re wet!” He laughed.

“Kyle no!” Yelled Chris.

“Are you getting turned on by this?” Kyle challenged, shoving away Chris’ hands and continued fingering Chris’ moistening hole.

Chris couldn’t manage a reply. He was at once aroused and outraged. He didn’t want to admit it, but he enjoyed his friend’s advances.

Kyle moved his attention to Chris’ chest. “Let me see your titts too.”

Chris couldn’t stop Kyle from lifting up his shirt to reveal his binder.

“What’s that?” Kyle asked before attempting to pull it up.

“Just, here,” Chris said, taking it off, knowing he wasn’t going to stop his friend.

“Yeah your titts are just like a girl too, dude,” Kyle said while groping Chris. “Are you sure you’re not a girl?”

“Yeah, I’m very sure,” said Chris.

“That’s so cool,” said Kyle, almost amazed, starting to unzip his pants.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Chris asked hurriedly.

“I wanna try it out. Let’s test your pussy out and see if it’s like a real girl’s pussy.”

“No Kyle, please,” said Chris as he was pushed down onto his bed.

“Come on just a few minutes, then we can go back to watching TV or something.” 

Kyle pushed his cock, wet with precum after playing with Chris’ pussy and breasts, right into his friend’s vagina. 

“Oh wow you’re really tight!” He said as he began to fuck Chris.

“Please, don’t,” Chris managed to reply, moaning while still pretending to struggle.

Kyle let his weight hold Chris down, and held his arms with his own while he drove deeper and deeper into Chris’ pussy.

“I mean, I’m already here right? So you might as well just enjoy yourself.”

Kyle grabbed Chris’ thighs and pushed them against his abdomen, fucking him forcefully. He accelerated and began to pant when he was about to orgasm.

“Wait! No, pull out!” yelled Chris.

“Come on, don’t be like that!” Kyle replied, bearing his full weight onto Chris’ thighs and plunging his cock as deep as it could go into Chris’ tight, wet cunt, and unloaded. He continued thrusting in satisfaction for a few more moments before pulling out, leaving a stream of cum dripping out of Chris.

“I told you to stop!” Chris wept, still shaking from his own orgasm.

“Hey, I saw you cum too so don’t give me that. You were wet from the beginning.”

Kyle’s phone lit up.

“Oh Freddie’s here.” Kyle paused, “okay I let him know the door was open.”

“Wait, let me get dressed!”

“Haha, don’t worry about it! I already saw this so what does it matter if he does too?”

Chris tried to get up but Kyle teasingly held him down, his dick beginning to harden again. He started to fuck Chris slowly again as the door creaked open.

“Whoa! Wait Chris is a girl?”

“Haha, yeah man! Oops! Uh I mean, kinda? I don’t know honestly.” Said Kyle, trying to explain.

“No I’m not a girl! This is so embarrassing!” Said Chris, beginning to cry again.

“Whatever man,” shrugged Freddie, who stepped toward Chris’ bed, opposite Kyle, and began to grope Chris’ breasts. “You sure feel like a girl! haha”

Freddie didn’t even hesitate to unzip his pants and take out his cock, placing it at Chris’ mouth.

“Hey Chris can you suck dick? That’s what my girlfriend is really good at.”

“No I nev-” Freddie fucked Chris’ mouth before he could finish the sentence.

“Fuck, those are nice soft lips. This is a great party, man!” Freddie laughed, penetrating Chris’ throat while Kyle built up momentum again. Freddie’s thrusting accelerated as he placed his hand around Chris’ throat, pulling it to his pelvis as he drove into him, causing Chris to gag. Freddie came a few moments later, choking Chris with cum, which he began to cough out, to his friends’ amusement.

“Hold on I gotta text Jake about this!” Said Freddie. 

Chris didn’t even bother to struggle.

Kyle and Freddie continued fucking Chris for some time, trading places periodically. Chris didn’t know what to do but lay there and let them have their way with his body. He was cumming more times than he could count, and he had no idea it would feel so good to be taken like this.

Before long, Jake opened the door to Chris’ room.

“Oh you weren’t kidding Chris is a bitch!” Declared Jake.

“Haha yeah man see I wasn’t lying!” Exclaimed Freddy.

Chris attempted to correct them, but Kyle’s penis was making it difficult to talk.

“Okay make space over there, I hope you loosened this cunt up for me!”

Jake took Freddie’s place at Chris’ pussy and started fucking him violently. His massive cock was stretching Chris’ pussy open. Chris screamed in agony and pleasure as Jake’s muscular body drilled him down, tearing him up.

“Let me have this bitch,” Jake gestured, moving Kyle and Freddie away. “Shes all mine now. Go play video games or something.” 

Kyle and Freddie sat down, grabbed some pizza, and started up a game. Jake put a hand on Chris’ throat to stifle his screams and moans as he continued to fuck him into the bed. “This bitch is so fucking loud, haha!” 

Jake allowed Chris a few moments to breathe, slapping him harshly while mercilessly fucking his tight cunt. He let out a loud groan as he pinned Chris down and came into him. 

“Please, just- just keep fucking my pussy! I don’t care what you call me,” whimpered Chris, shivering in ecstasy.

A hand trailed up over my calf, my knee, my thigh, all the way up to my boxers where fingers dipped under the leg. It kind of tickled and I twitched slightly, ths movement stopping until I fell still again. What was going on?

My dad, brother, and I were all cooped up in the house to keep mom safe and with limited runs to the outside world so... it had to be one of them, right? My brother and dad were both cishet men and I was trans but, just like with my sleeping meds, I was out of testosterone so it was kind of a rough few months on top of being unable to even masturbate privately.

I should have stopped the wandering hand but it had been too fucking long and the way his fingers played with my clit was making me absolutely soaked, I needed more. Playing asleep, I shifted my legs apart more and was rewarded with two fingers slipping into my pussy. Whoever it was, my brother or father, fingered me carefully before he pulled my boxers down around my knees to reveal my freshly shaven cunt. I kept waking up covered in my own fluids so I started shaving to make it easier but it seemed like it wasn’t my mess I was waking up in after all.

There was some rustling over me as I lay on my stomach, I nearly stopped breathing in anticipation as I waited for something to happen. What came was the feeling of a cock head rubbing up and down my pussy, a hand on my ass pulling my cheeks apart for better access. I stifled a moan as he pressed the head in, just the tip filling me. He was still for a minute before he started moving, jerking himself off quietly inside of me.

Holy shit, he... he had been cuming in me? Unprotected?! My own flesh and blood, and I didn’t even know if it was my dad or my brother. Desire coiled in my belly as the gentle rocking got faster and more erratic until I felt it, my family member cuming in me. A big, thick load of virile sperm released into my fertile, unprotected body. He stayed in me even as his cock softened, eventually pulling out with a flow of seed following but he wasn’t done. Fingers scooped up the cum and pressed it back into my pussy before my boxers were pulled back up and I was alone again.