Garret

That weirdo Garret comes to stare smugly down at your bound body, making you even more uncomfortable.

"Hello, my Lovely," he croons as he runs fingertips through your tousled blonde hair, over your smooth, pale cheek, and down your slim neck. He smooths over your visible collar bones and down to your plump breasts, circling your turgid nipples before moving slowly down to your greatly protruding belly. You shiver as he caresses your pregnancy. "My baby," he whispers in awe.

"I dont know why you pretended not to know it was I who fathered our baby, Lovely. My semen is far superior than all of those other tops," Garret states haughtily. "You let them defile you over and over as if you enjoyed it, when we could have been together all this time with me meeting your needs," he scolds.

His thick, caloused fingers moved down the large belly towards your miniscule penis that started this whole mess. He finds your 3 inch glory tucked sadly under your huge belly. He fondles it briefly before he picks up one of the objects you couldnt identify, which looked like a bundle of wires, and places it around the large clit. He contemplates momentarily, then places a tiny silicone band around the base before snapping the thing shut and locking it in place around your semi erect micro penis. "You wont be coming anytime soon, Lovely."

"You have a lot to make up for," he states ominously, looking at the large tray of tools.