Pregnant after 2 months of daily sessions

The sorority sisters took turns guarding the naked heroine bound to the X-frame in their basement. Every six hours, another one would take over. Though Rocketgirl knew most of them -- and had been intimate with all of them in Ms Kyoto's office a few weeks earlier -- it became increasingly hard for her to recognize them. Her vision these days was usually clouded by thick coats of semen that had been pumped into her pussy, risen through her semen-soaked body, and poured out her eyes and her skin. When her body wasn't drenched and encased in semen, it was only a matter of minutes before it would be again -- the sisters were intent on impregnating her with the contents of a large, unseen vat they would pump into her daily.

There wasn't much Melissa could do to defend herself. Apart from being strongly bound so her powers were useless, she also found herself feeling waterlogged by the semen collecting inside her. Yes, she was absorbing it all, but she felt different now, like it was gathering, thickening inside her. It certainly made her brain feel fuzzy. She'd get nauseous from time to time at the overpowering taste. Daily, once they'd decided she'd absorbed enough semen, the sisters would engage in a sick ritual to cause Rocketgirl to urinate. Of course they were making her pee on a stick so they could test whether she was pregnant. She soon found herself praying that she was, if only to prevent them from pushing the hose inside her and pumping her full, once again, of the semen that had come to define her existence.

Then suddenly one day, quite unexpectedly, her wish came true. She had no idea what was taking the sisters so long -- usually one of them would read the test, announce "it's negative," and she'd almost instantaneously feel them shove the hose back up her twat and turn it on. But this time, the girl who read the test called over another, and they whispered to each other for a few minutes before calling over another. Before long a half dozen girls were huddled around the pregnancy test, then their president Jennifer was called downstairs. Jennifer quickly convened the whole chapter.

When they were all gathered in the basement, Jennifer slowly sauntered up to Rocketgirl, waving the pregnancy test in her face. A wide grin spread across her face as she announced, "We did it! Congratulations, Melissa -- you're going to be a mother!"

The exhausted heroine took the news like a heavy blow. She was relieved to have some respite from being constantly, mechanically invaded by gallons of semen, but she didn't know what to expect now. What did the sisters have planned for her? Would she have a better opportunity to escape now that they'd achieved the last of their goals for her? Her sore muscles trembled as she weakly struggled once again at her bonds, the first time she'd tried to do so in ages.

Jennifer parted Melissa's bangs, which were matted together and heavy from months' worth of accumulated semen. She took a damp cloth and wiped the remaining coats of semen from Melissa's face.

"Wow, look at that gorgeous glow!" Jennifer said. "Who knew being irradiated with semen would be so good for your skin?" Then she leaned in as though she were going to kiss Melissa, but stopped just short, crinkled her nose, and backed away, waving her hand in front of her face to dispel an odor. "Ugh, but you clearly haven't bathed in anything but spunk for..." she checked her watch "...sixty-two days. Perhaps it's time we got you cleaned up."