Sudden bodily changes won't interrupt sex with a stranger

You used to dream of nourishing babies with your body. Even though you won’t be able to do it quite like you thought, your milk can still encourage Liam to make you pregnant. You won’t let this development stop you. You’re trying to impress Sarah right now.

“I want to be bred with my tits full of milk,” you say as Liam fingers your pussy. You have to stay present. Liam's cock is hard from touching your fertile body. You ask him: “are you ready to make me pregnant?” He nods. You remember you planned to look at the pregnant woman.

You get off the table and bend over it facing her, resting on your elbows and letting your tits hang beneath you, still damp with milk. She's still lying on the couch, maybe asleep. You’re going to have to muffle your moans, or she’ll notice you staring for sure.

She’s a tanned woman around Sarah’s age with long black hair draped over the side of the couch. Her B-cup breasts are dwarfed by her big, smooth belly that looks even larger for how thin she is. She looks like she’s ready to drop, maybe with twins.

You’ve been wondering what twins feel like, if they’ll feel better than one. Your controls won’t be able to release more than one egg at once until you’ve had over five hundred babies, like Sarah has, but she told you that sometimes an egg divides. You will the egg you’ve just released inside yourself to split. Maybe it’ll happen someday.

Liam rubs his cock against your slick hole. It’s been so long since you’ve had sex. You need it. You stick your ass toward him, spread your legs wider. You cover your mouth, moaning into your hand as you feel his bare cock enter you, the head spreading you wide and the shaft rubbing against every inch of your cunt. Liam begins to fuck you, and you squeeze his cock with your pussy muscles like you’ve been practicing. You’re breathing hard, holding back your moans for now.

Suddenly, the pregnant woman sits up. She looks at you for a moment, and doesn’t appear to realize you’re looking at her. She probably thinks you and Liam are just a regular couple too absorbed in each other to notice your surroundings. You stifle another moan as Liam slides deeper inside you than before. Your body has been craving a man since you woke up this morning.

The pregnant woman reaches for a blue backpack next to the couch that her belly had distracted you from seeing. She sets it on the couch next to her, her big belly resting on her thighs. You see her pull something out. A bottle, and some tubes. A breast pump! This woman is in the same situation you will be in after Liam’s seed grows in you. A baby factory with in-house milk production. You feel Liam’s cock swelling inside you. He’s noticed, too. You can’t stop yourself from moaning out loud any more, but you’re past caring.

You see the pregnant woman begin pumping the milk from her breasts into a clear bottle. Your own tits are wet against the table, probably still leaking. You take one in your hand and attempt to squeeze it onto the table as Liam fucks you. How did Liam do it? You work your fingers down toward your nipple, and you get a drop to appear on the end. Not bad, you think. You realize the pregnant lady pumping her breasts on the couch definitely notices both of you looking at her.

She rocks gently back and forth, showing you and Liam slightly different angles of her belly. She rubs the smooth surface, smirking at you. She likes being watched! That’s lucky, you think, because even if she told you and Liam to stop you probably wouldn’t be able to. This feels too good. Not only do you get to enjoy Liam’s hot cock stroking you from the inside, but you also get this wonderful stranger modeling a preview of how you’re going to look.

You want to look like that NOW. Big belly, milk dripping. You want Liam’s cum to meet your egg as soon as possible. You decide to try a technique Sarah calmly explained one day in the birth room as you giggled listening to her. You’re moaning and gasping too hard to laugh now. You wait for Liam to start pushing his cock inside you, and then you squeeze him with your pussy until he starts to pull out. You squeeze as he goes back in, then you let him pull out. On off, on off, you think. Sarah calls it cock milking. Liam is finally making some cute noises. You love it when a man rewards your efforts like that. You keep milking Liam’s cock as he fucks you at a steady pace.

The pregnant woman finally caps a second bottle of milk and puts everything back in her bag. What does she do with it? No time to wonder that now as she smiles at you and waddles away, rubbing her bump. Liam picks up the pace as he sees her leave, and you give up on matching him with cock milking, just doing your best to push your hips back against his thrusts.

“I’m gonna cum, Chloe. You’re getting pregnant right here,” Liam pants. You cum with an obscene drawn-out wail as you feel his hot sperm hit your pussy, splashing against the entrance to your womb. Your cunt contracts involuntarily, pulling him in deeper. You smile as you hear Liam's satisfied moans. After Liam’s orgasm subsides, he pulls out of you and sits back down in his chair, panting. You look at him as you rest on the table.

“Can I see?” Liam motions for you to turn over. You prop yourself up sideways, facing him. The pregnancy meter has appeared on your belly, reading 1%. You notice Sarah is standing over you.

“Not bad, Chloe. You even managed to get another woman involved. Well, kind of.”

“Thanks,” you sigh. You can’t wait for this child to grow in you. Sarah pulls you off the table, draping your arm over her shoulders.

“Sorry, babe,” Sarah addresses Liam, “I’m taking your woman.”

“Will I see you again?” Liam blurts out as she walks you away.

“Oh, definitely,” you sigh. He’s a fellow belly-enthusiast. You should start a club. The belly-watchers club. It’s good to be pregnant among friends.

“You’re a hot fucker, Liam,” says Sarah, “so share that with some other girls, too.” She walks you to the front door. You ask Sarah:

“Where are we going?”