The girls decide to go shopping for some lingerie for the evenings festivities.

"I think maybe we should do some shopping for tonight..." Sarah suggested.

"Yeah? What did you have in mind?" the increasingly raspy voice of Emily asked.

"I know this place we could get some pretty neat collars for our play... they might have some other stuff we could use also..." Sarah replies.

Emily nods and continues in a somewhat bubbly tone, "Okay. Sounds fun. Lets go shopping."

"Let me make a pit stop okay?" Sarah says and then runs off before Emily can decide to join her. Before she ducks around the corner leading to the bathroom, she sneaks a peek and sees that Emily is intent on her coffee.

Sarah heads inside the bathroom and checks to see if she's alone. Her head ducks down under the bathroom stalls... no feet... okay... she locks the door to the bathroom and sits on a small sofa that is in a seating area. She wants to call Richard and see if it's alright for them to stop by. As she waits for the phone to finish ringing, her hands wander idly to the hem of her skirt. She pulls firmly at the soft material, relishing the feel of it as it slides up her silky legs. After what feels like an eternity, she finally exposes her soft lower mouth to air - she'd neglected to put on underwear before meeting her friend for coffee, and she was practically leaking all over the couch. A beatific smile grows on her face as her fingers tickle gently up and down the slightly swollen lips of her pussy.

After almost the full minute, Richard answers, "Hello... Yeah, that'd be okay. I've got your collar ready here if you want... you want what? **** girl outfits? What are we talking here? I think Julie has some stuff from her previous photo shoots..." his voice cuts in and out a little bit. "Hey look... I think we've got a bad connection... we'll talk more when you get here..."

As Richard hung up the phone, Sarah brought a hand up to her mouth and bit down hard on the soft flesh to muffle the scream from her orgasm. GOD it had been so hot jilling herself while she talked to him. If he realized, he had had the presence of mind to pretend that it was just a bad connection as Sarah had alternately gasped or held her breath whilst her fingers slid around the tiny little nub of her clit. It was so sensitive right now with the excitement of what she had convinced her friend to do... and what she had sneakily done to her friend.

She couldn't know that her friend was now fertile. At least not on a conscious level... but deep inside... her lizard brain knew. She had smelled the pheromones her gorgeous Pakistani friend had been releasing since she had been practically guzzling the coffee. Sarah's snatch was a sopping mess. Her fluid was now certainly ruining the lovely sofa.

She stood up and bit her lip to survey the damage. Yep... huge wet spot... the thing was soaked... and kind of sticky. Odd... she hadn't been that sticky in awhile... the last time was before she was on birth control...

*** a few minutes earlier ***

"Would you like another cup Em?"

"Sure thing sweetie!"

Emily loved her coffee... that's why this was so easy... Sarah had thought as she walked up to the barista to get them both a second cup. They both liked the same drink, strangely... lots of cream... one sugar... and strong. She surreptitiously dumped in another hefty helping of the crushed fertility pills to her friends coffee... and dropped the stirrer... damnit... that was clumsy... good going Sarah...

She bent over to pick up the dirty stick off the grounds to throw it away. Her heart shaped ass filling out the nice skirt she wore. The cute barista was probably checking her butt out as she was bent over... wondering if she had on panties... wondering how it felt inside her cunt...

No. She wasn't. And Steaming.

As she stood up and threw the stirrer away, she grabbed Emily's coffee by mistake. The next several minutes were spent convincing her friend to have a threesome with her husband... and filling her body with fertility **** that were rapidly counteracting her birth control regimen.

Deep inside of Sarah, within her innermost sacred space... her body was undergoing preparations. The subconscious brain suddenly had a new set of hormones to work with. It no longer thought it was pregnant... no no... that was the old set of garbage hormones - this new stuff was much better... this new stuff said "we need to get pregnant... N.O.W." and Sarah's brain was happily preparing her womb to be ready to oblige.

A radiant heat began to make her stomach ache. No... that wasn't quite right... It wasn't really her hips either. Some women would call it middleshmerz. The strange pinch that some women felt when ovulating went unnoticed by Sarah. She thought her aching insides were from all the dildo stimulation she had been doing recently...

Yet inside... her body was getting ready... and a tiny ovum ripened and burst forth from the ovary to float it's way towards the uterus. It was lonely, that ovum. It wanted company. Yes... company would be nice... or at least that's what it would have thought if it could have thought...

*** the present ***

"Oh well... I better clean up this mess and get back out there with Emily before she notices how long I've been gone..."