Reunited

Cumdump was very pregnant. In the months since her positive test her body had gone from tight and perky to luscious and full, the vision of motherhood she'd dreamed of in her **** space. Her belly was full, round, and protruding from her petite frame as her bull's spawn grew within her. She was so large that in order to shave her pussy, she had to lay on her back while another **** delicately scraped the hair away. Her breasts hung heavy from her chest, full of milk that came spurting from her large, brown nipples. She was now filling four bottles a day on the milking machine with more left over. At first she'd been alarmed to see her formerly pink nipples fading to brown, until the more experienced breeders explained that it was normal, just like the dark line that ran from her mound, up and over her stomach. A linea nigra they'd called it.

Standing in front of the mirror in one of the rooms of the whore house she reminisced about the woman that had come to the island all those months ago. As she rubbed her hands over her swollen, distended belly she thought about the tiny thong underwear she'd peeled off in her master's office. There was no way it would fit her waist now, her stud's bastard had filled out her figure beyond what its tiny fabric strips could possibly cover. Her sports bra that had so valiantly held her breasts on the dangerous journey to the island fit only her shapely B cups. It'd be totally useless now, she doubted her chest would even fit inside of it let alone be comfortable. She had no idea how large her breasts had grown during her pregnancy, two? three cup sizes? It was impossible to know in a world without clothing. If only her friends back home could see her now, standing in a whore house naked as the day she was born, her only clothing the leather collar wrapped around her shapely neck; a stranger's seed swelling inside of her fertile womb, milk filling her breasts to feed the spawn of man she'd never know...the first of a unknown number who would do the same. They knew only the responsible, self-confident woman hell-bent on maintaining her independence and agency. They'd never recognize the submissive breeding slut who lived only to be fucked and filled, her independence traded in exchange for security and the freedom of succumbing to her deepest, darkest desires.

Cumdump's reminiscing was interrupted by the sound of a door opening behind her. Her **** instincts kicked in and she got to her knees, pressed her chest to the ground, and spread her pussy as best she could. She heard the sound of dress shoes against the wooden floor, but she couldn't see the other occupant of the room. He'd walked around to the other side, the opposite of where she'd turned her face.

"That pussy looks just as pretty as the day I squeezed that bastard into your cunt..."

Cumdump's breath caught in her chest, it couldn't be....

"Stand up ****, let me see what I did to that tight little body."

She obeyed as fast as she could in her state, rising onto her knees before standing and turning. In front of her she saw the face of the man who had finally broken Amanda and allowed Cumdump to be born: the bearded man who she'd rubber her pussy to for months, the one she'd dreamed of being his brood mare. He stood in front of her in a grey suite and brown shoes, tall, powerful, and bearded. He whistled as she turned, revealing the full extend of her pregnancy and looking her up and down.

"Well I'll be damned," he said. "You really are about to pop aren't you?" He placed a large hand on her taught bump. "I warned you though, I make big babies."

Cumdump finally found her voice. "Erm, yes sir. You did....but there's no way to know whether or not its yours...my master said more than two hundred strangers filled my slutty pussy with their seed...any one of them could have knocked me up..."

He laughed, removed his hand from her stomach, and spat on it, covering his fingers with his saliva. In a fluid motion he reached down, wiping his fingers on her cunt before plunging first one, then another into her hole. She gasped at the sudden penetration, heat springing into her loins as he worked his fingers into her. She moaned.

"Hundreds of lesser men may have shot their loads in you, but you and I both know whose swimmers found the mark. Your pussy was pulling on my cock so hard when I filled you, I thought you were going to drain me dry...so lets cut the shit huh?'

Cumdump moaned again, managed a weak "Yes sir..." before she stumbled, steadying herself with a hand against his chest. His thick, meaty fingers were hitting just the right spot inside of her, brushing against it as he beckoned. Her brain wasn't working, between the pleasure between her legs and the surprise reveal of the man she'd hoped, no prayed, had impregnated her, she couldn't focus. So instead, she moaned again.

"Well aren't you going to thank me?" He said, grabbing her throat with his other hand, forcing her to look him in the eye.

"T-th-thank you Sir....f-f-for breeding me..." she managed through the fog of pleasure, wet sounds echoing from her loins as he worked her pussy with his fingers.

“Mmmm, it’s the least I could do for you. I’ve thought about holding you down on that table and flooding your womb with my seed every day for the last eight months. I even watched the video of me impregnating you. You know it’s not often a breeder can point to the exact second she gets knocked up. But you’ve always been a special little whore. That’s what you are aren’t you?”

“Y-yes sir, I’m a special little breeding whore…”

“Good. There’s no point in dropping another load inside of you now. So instead, you’re going to watch me make your little brat a sibling.” He whistled loudly and the door to the room opened. In walked another naked woman, one that Cumdump didn’t recognize. She was tall, athletic, and blonde with pale skin, bright pink nipples, and a black leather collar wrapped around her neck.

“On the bed bitch.” He said to the new girl, gesturing towards the room’s bed with his head.