Tara Tate, a young woman uninterested in having kids

Tara awoke to the sound of a flushing toilet through the wall of her room. Groaning, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Being able to hear the water running through the pipes was the downside of having the room right next to the bathroom, but the convenience more than made up for it. And usually she was up before her roommate, which made today a rather odd exception.

Tara groggily got out of bed and realized she needed to take her morning piss. She made her way out into the hall and knocked on the bathroom door, "Hey Sam, are you almost done in there?"

"Sorry!" she heard her friend's voice chirp from the other side of the door. A moment later it opened, revealing the blonde-haired girl. She brushed the bangs of her pixie cut to the side and looked up at Tara, "All yours."

"Thanks," Tara said, slipping by and shutting the door behind her. After doing her morning 'business', she took a moment to check herself out in the mirror as she washed her hands.

"Looking good," she said to herself with a cheeky grin. She considered herself to be an attractive girl, being rather tall with chocolate brown skin and a pretty face, though in her opinion her boobs could stand to be a bit bigger. Not that she was flat or anything, but most men preferred a bit more than the B-cups she was packing. Then again, with how firm and juicy her ass was, she was able to compensate for it somewhat. She brushed a hand through her silky black hair, then opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed her birth control case. She didn't have much of an active sex life at the moment, but she figured it was better to be safe than sorry, and besides, it kept her regular and...

Tara frowned as she noticed the case was completely empty. She could've sworn it was at least half-full yesterday. Maybe Sam got it mixed up with hers and swapped them by mistake.

Tara peeked her head out of the bathroom and yelled down the hall, "Hey Sam? Did you take my birth control this morning?"

By sheer coincidence, Sam was already standing in the doorway to her room, and looking directly at her roommate she responded, "No, I don't think so... are you out?"

"Yeah, I am," Tara answered, "Which is weird, because I swear I had plenty..."

"Weird," Sam said with an odd pout, "Well, I can pick some more up later today if you want. In the meantime, why don't you use mine? I've got a couple pills to spare."

"Really? That'd be great, thanks," Tara said with a smile.

"No problem, it's what friends do," Sam replied, ducking out of sight for a brief moment before popping back out and dropping a pink pill into her hand.

Tara went back into the bathroom and popped the pill in her mouth, downing it with a glass of tap water. In the reflection of the mirror, she could swear Sam was watching her do so, but she shook it off as a trick of the light. She then went back to her room and opened her dresser grabbing her tank top and jogging shorts for her morning run (she had to keep her athletic figure somehow). Once dressed, she walked out and put on her tennis shoes, not able to shake the feeling that she was being watched. She did her best to brush it aside before grabbing her keys and heading out.

From the corner of the hallway, Sam watched just out of sight as her roommate left the apartment, a mischievous grin on her face. Once Tara was gone, she ran back to her room and grabbed the bottle of extra-strength fertility pills from her dresser. She then made her way to the bathroom and grabbed the pill case she had emptied into the toilet that morning, refilling it with the new pink pills.

"These should help the guys get her nice and pregnant," she said to herself excitedly, "Oooh, I can't wait to see her cute little belly swell up with babies!"