Ask him if he came in you

"Did you just cum inside of me!?" you say, freaking out a little.

"Yeah, of course. I'm clean, no diseases or anything," he responded, "now get out."

"But I told you not to cum in me!" you nearly shout at him.

He glares at you. "No you didn't, you said you couldn't get pregnant." He sounded annoyed.

Your turn to glare. "Yeah, I don't want to fucking get pregnant!"

"Woah woah woah," he says, holding up his hands and standing up. "You're not on the pill or infertile or something? Why'd you say you couldn't get pregnant?"

"Because I didn't want to get pregnant..." you suddenly realized that the words you said were very misleading. "Oh fuck," you say. Now the full weight of the situation hit you. He came inside of you. You were going to get pregnant. You were going to be a woman forever. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." You start jumping up and down, willing the cum to drip out of you. "Why isn't your cum dripping out!?' you ask frantically.

"Woah, stop. Calm down," the man says, holding up his hands in a disarming manner. "First off, my cum is really thick, no chance it's going to come out any time soon. Secondly," he says, turning to the filing cabinet next to him and opening a drawer. He pulls out a small box and holds it out to you.

You look at it, still freaking out and not sure why he's handing you a box.

"Plan B," he says. You continue to stare at it, obviously not understanding what it is. "You know, the morning after pill? Emergency contraception?"

Would that work? Could that work? You didn't really have any other options, so you reach your hand out and take the box the box. You spend several minutes reading the instructions on the box. You take one pill now, one pill in 12 hours. It's 3 PM right now, so you'd have to wake up at 3 AM.

Finally happy with your understanding of how the pills were supposed to work, you start getting dressed.

"Look," the guard says as you're pulling your tank top back on. "Sorry for cumming in you; I thought... well, you know what I thought," he says, sighing. "Since I feel bad, feel free to keep one of the items you got in that bag," he nods towards the bag of your stolen goods, "but just one." You grab the bag and start looking inside. "And nothing too expensive," he adds, "it's my ass who'll have to pay if it's too big a ticket."