Mel

Mel was always one of those girls in our group who never talked much, I had always chalked it up as being too shy. She had just graduated highschool, the youngest in our group, and was going to the local community college to study photography. I guess she was doing pretty good for herself cause she bought her family's old farm back, spending the summer refurbishing the house. Fall time came back around and she went back to school, spending her free time doing photography jobs like weddings, senior photos and baby pics. I guess that's why I was surprised when she showed up in my bar late one night, she has been so focused on the farm and her education, we'd hadn't seen to much from her. Let me tell you what though, she was no longer the tiny little barely graduated from highschool girl anymore. A summer of a mixture of healthy eating and exercise had put some toned muscle on her lanky frame but also many lazy nights of unhealthy eating had also left her soft in all of the right places. She looked amazing, I almost didn't recognize her as she walked in, the soft fall breeze sweeping her dirty blond hair. I just give her a grin as she claws it out of her face, pulling out a Busch light for her and popping the top. Putting it on the bar, I I lean against the edge, "What's a girl like you doing in a place like this on a Tuesday night madam?" She just chuckles, taking a seat on the stool. "Oh, I was bored at home and needed a break from remodeling. Homework and work is caught up, and I don't have any gigs to get ready for. So I knew you would be working tonight, figured I would come down here, get drunk or at least a little tipsy, and stare at that toned ass and those muscular shoulders of yours for the rest of the night." She grin into her beer as she takes a sip, winking over the top at me. "Talking like that might just result in a free shot of whiskey if your not careful." I chuckle as I grab two shot glasses and a bottle off the top shelf. "Your looking not so bad yourself, if I didn't know it was you when you walked in, I would of been flirting right away." I slide her one of the glasses and pick up the other, raising it to salute and clink in cheers. We slam them back and I put them in the little dishwasher I have behind the bar, making my way back over to her. Luckily it was dead and she was the only one there, so I could give her my full attention. "Wait, what's stopping you then? What's my best feature?" She cocks a eyebrow, the corner of her lips curled up in a grin. "Well, I guess it would be a toss up between your smile, ass, thighs, and hair. Honestly, your the complete package. I'm surprised you don't have a boyfriend your pulling around." Her grin disappears, she just looks down at her beer. "I've been so focused on everything that's been going on, relationships have been the last thing on my mind. It doesn't help that all of my other friends are getting pregnant and getting married, it always puts me in a horrible mood. I'll meet a guy, get all hopeful and then I'll ruin the relationship somehow. Honestly, if I just got pregnant, I would be happy. I wouldn't even have to stay with the guy, just having a kid would be enough for me, make me feel complete as a woman..." I frown, looking across the bar at her. Letting out a sigh, I go around the bar and take a seat on a stool next to her. "How badly are you wanting a kid, cause I think I can help." Her eyes go wide, leaning away from me. "Hank, I want a kid but I don't want to ruin our friendship by having sex with you. Seeing you would be so awkward aftwards." I just chuckle, "No, it's not like that. You'll have to believe me, it's going to sound far fetched. My family has a problem, we don't reproduce like normal people due to a curse some gypsy women put on my great great great great grandpa back in Europe. The first born male of every generation doesn't produce semen. The only way we can have a child is...well, become more or less a parasite. Have you ever heard of the Angel fish? It's a deep sea fish where the males are alot smaller than the female. They seek out the female and latch onto her, basically becoming a sperm factory attached to her. That's kind of what we do, the only thing is that the longer I'm attached to you, the smaller I get as your body absorbs my essence. Saying if we started tonight, you would be having a baby a year from now. Now, that's realtively the simple part. The weird part..." She chuckles, "Cause this whole story isn't weird?" "What I was saying, cause I don't want to lie to you and want you to know the whole thing, the weird part is the new baby will have all of my memories. Scientifically, its like you absorb my mass, fuse it with your egg instead of a sperm, and then a baby is grown. The only side effect is I'll be aware of the whole thing, remembering everything. You could say that I'm not my own person but my great great great great grandpa that's been reprocessed multiple times." I sit back, leaning against the bar as she just looks at me. "Let's say that I believe you, you said you would attach to me and slowly shrink. Where exactly? It's not like I can walk around with a 6'5" man made of pure muscle hanging off me." "Well, the beginning is the fun part if you had to call it something. I would go down on you and give you oral. I would have to eat you out fill orgasm. When your body produces and expels the concoction of the female orgasm, vaginal juices and urine if you go by whatever everyone is saying these days, and it mix's with my saliva, and I swallow it, it starts a process in my body and starts shrinking me. I'll rapidly shrink proportionally down to about two feet in about an hour, after that I'll shrink about an inch every day till your body fully absorbs me, in which you would be pregnant if you took a test." She just looks at me, taking a sip from her beer. "Is...is it painful?" "The pregnancy would be like any other pregnancy. The process before that, no. It'll feel weird because I'll be hanging from you, but during the process my body will also be giving you enzymes that will strengthen everything down there so it won't hurt." "So how exactly will you attach?" I sigh, "This is also another part that freaks out most women. My mouth will merge with your skin, muscles and vascular system around your groin. I won't be able to eat, drink, piss or shit. Your labia and vagina and everything will still be intact, it'll just open back up after I'm fully absorbed." Her eyes squint as she processes my words, "Soooo....your mouth will be covering the opening to my urethra, which means..." Her eyes go wide with realization. " I nod my head, "Yeah, the less glamorous part of the whole ordeal. I'll basically be living off your piss for the two months." She just gives me a weird look before letting out a sigh, "You know what, I'm willing to give it a try. I haven't had any attention down there from a man for a really long time. If this is a weird round about way for you just to give me oral and the whole thing is a lie, then so be it and I'll just chalk it up a roleplay. If it is some how true, well then... Yeah. The real question is why now? Your current life will be over and basically put on reset." It looked down at my hands, for the first time having a hard time to figure out what to say. "Ever since I became an adult, I knew sooner or later this day would come. So I never applied myself, guys my size in school playing football and going off to play in the NFL while I just settled with a day to day bartending job that's basically going nowhere. People my age around here usually have a family and 40 acres while I just have a run down apartment. I'm just emotionally done and ready for my reset. Honestly, your doing me a favor." Her hand reaches out, gently resting on my cheek while the thumb softly caresses my skin and beard. "Oh Hank, don't think like that. I've always admired you, you were always the group Dad watching out for us. It would be my honor..." I give her a half hearted grin, "So when do you want to do this?" She looks down at her hands, "Well, I just got off my period. So technically if I was trying to get pregnant, it would tonight. Which by the way, what about my period? That's not going to be..." I chuckle, "Oh no no no, the enzymes I'll be releasing will also stop that. They basically tell your body your already pregnant." "Well that's good. Yeah, tonight would be best. Might as well start sooner than later." I look around the empty bar and sigh, "Let me lock up and then we'll go to my house to grab somethings. I have some paperwork for you to sign, bank accounts to put in your name. The upside of having a life like this is you slowly build up wealth. Lets just say if you chose to never work, you won't be struggling financially." I give her a grin and stand up, moving around the bar as a turn stuff off. Flipping the lights off and locking the front door, I turn to her. "You ready Madame? My truck is parked out back. I'm assuming you took an Uber like you always do?" She nods as she gets up, sliding into her jacket. We head to my house and I make quick work and grab everything I need. I sign everything over to her and explain how to report me missing after a few days. We then head out to her farm, pulling into the driveway and shutting off the truck and hand her the keys. She looks over at me, "Sooo...how do you usually go about doing this? Am I supposed to eat and drink like I'm pregnant the whole time or only after your body is gone?" "There's really no science on that since I'm one of a kind. So I would just eat and drink like you usually do, no reason to be miserable. But then, yes, afterwards I would cause you'll be pregnant." "Great, cause my brain is aching and I need a beer." I chuckle as I climb out, following her inside. "Do whatever you need to do to get ready for...you know... we'll basically be having sex without the sex. So do whatever y'all do to freshen up and I'll grab you a beer." She flushed a bright red at the thought, turning and heading down the hallway. I watch her go, my eyes focused on her hips as they sway back and forth, her thick thighs jiggling as she walked. I suck in my breath as she pulls off her shirt, unclasping her bra and letting them hit the floor as she looked over shoulder at me. I just grin as I grab a beer out of fridge, popping the top and taking a sip. My mind was a whirlwind as I headed down the hall to her bedroom, passing the bathroom on the way. She had left the door cracked and for a faint second I see her standing in front of the mirror in nothing but her glory. Her tits layed amazingly, had to be double CCs by the look of them. Her flat stomach stretched down to her neatly trimmed crotch, the top of her thighs begging to be massaged. I shake my head and go into the bedroom, stripping off my clothes and laying in the bed. I didn't have to wait long till she came walking in, stepping up on the bed and straddled my body as she stood naked over me as I looked over every inch of her body. She sat down on my chest, her lips parting as she looked down at me between her thighs. "Are you sure you really want this? If it's really how you said it's going to be, there's no going back. Are you really sure you want me as your mother?" I just smile, trialing my finger tips up her side. "I don't know who else I would rather have." She just smiles sweetly and inches forward up my chest till she was hovering over my face. She gave me one last look before I pulled down on her thighs and plunged my tongue deep within her folds, resulting in a loud moan