Notes on Male Impregnation

You take a look around the folders on the shelves, and pull down one called _Notes on Male Impregnation. _Setting it on the desk, you start to read:

Would your cock get bigger or smaller? the notes start. I mean, like your tits would get so much bigger, but would your cock get bigger as well? My cock is getting bigger right now thinking about it. My son would lay be down nicely on a bed littered with roses. I would be in a flowing night gown, and he would start by kissing my neck. He'd let his kisses trail down to first my breasts, which he would suck. I would feel his cock as it grew against mine.

He would look at me the same way I looked at his mom when we made him.

"Dad," he would say, "are you ready?"

I would nod, squeaking a little, and say "son, I am so ready." He would start gently, guiding his cock into my ass. Then he would thrust and thrust. I would murmur and moan as he picked up thrusting until I could only cry out "Yes baby fuck a baby into daddy."

We would try over and over. Finally, I would take a test and it would register: I would be pregnant.

And as the pregnancy unfolded, my son would like it even more as my breasts became fat fucking tits. He'd love and kiss my expanding belly. We could get real messy and he could cum on it. And I think my dick would get bigger. I think it would grow two or three inches.

And best of all? That would make my son jealous, so he'd want a baby of his own, and ask daddy to fuck him pregnant too. I bet we could even record ourselves as pregnant dad and son... lots of people would be into that, though they'd pretend they weren't.

That was the end of the notes.