The Norm In The Making

"Y-Yilly!"

Fear and anger aside, the petite girl threw herself into the womans arms and cried softly. She felt so frightened and overwhelmed by the prospect of being pregnant. She didn't want to have to give birth. She'd heard stories accounted of when her mother had given birth.. over and over and over again.

"I'd wager your mother knows a thing or two about healing... and if not.. we'll just sail to the horse folk colonies to get their best medical expertise."

Yilia's words did little to ease the scared female, so the distraction of sex should be rather optimal?

"W-Wait... what are you.. what are you doing!"

AJ cried out, being manhandled and bent over her own sink. Her breathy cries of discontent fell on deaf ears as Yilia began to rape her. Rape was becoming the trademark aspect aboard this ship, and all of the mates were more than fine with so long as their precious princess bore them children.