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Chapter 2
by Forcy
What happens next with the Doctor and Amy?
They have unprotected sex for the first time, of course!
A/N: Thanks for the support so far. Here is the next one now, for your enjoyment. I hope you like it, and if you do, please remember to leave a comment down below.
"We can bring life back to a new Gallifrey," the Doctor whispered, his eyes intense, his grip on her shoulders tightening. He could feel the enhanced psychic energy pulsing through him, his desires and needs suddenly clear and overwhelming to both of them.
Amy nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Y-yes, Doctor. Let's do this! Let's bring life back to a new Gallifrey."
The Doctor's gaze dropped to her lips, and he felt a surge of urgent arousal. He couldn't wait any longer. He leaned in, his mouth claiming hers in a savage, hungry kiss.
Amy responded immediately, her lips parting to allow his tongue to slip inside. She tasted of tea and sweetness, and the Doctor groaned, his hands tightening on her shoulders as he deepened the kiss.
Amy's hands slipped down to his coat, fumbling with the buttons. She needed to feel him, needed to touch him. The Doctor helped her, ripping open his coat and throwing it aside in his haste. He pulled away from the kiss only to lift her shirt over her head, his eyes taking in her bare breasts with a hungry appreciation as he imagined them swelling with milk to feed their firstborn child.
"Fuck, Amy," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're so beautiful." His eyes raked over her, taking in every curve, every line. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, and she gasped, her back arching into his touch.
Amy's hands were just as eager, sliding down to the Doctor's pants. She unbuttoned them, her fingers brushing against the hard length of him. She bit her lip, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "You're not so bad yourself," she said, her voice low and husky.
The Doctor chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire. "Not bad, huh? Just you wait. I may look young in this incarnation, but I have nearly a thousand years of sexual experience, you know. And every single one of them is begging me to take you right here, right now."
Amy moaned in response, her inner thighs already dripping in anticipation. Unable to wait any longer, she brushed the teacups and plates aside, not caring that they broke on the floor as she climbed the table and spread her legs widely for him.
The Doctor looked at her with pure, raw desire burning in his eyes. He quickly approached the table and aimed his recently freed, hard cock at her smoldering opening.
"Bloody hell, Amy," he growled, his voice thick with need. "Your eagerness is driving me insane."
He grasped her hips, pulling her towards him, his cockhead pressing against her wet, hot pussy. Amy moaned, her eyes rolling back as he rubbed his tip against her clit.
"Please, Doctor," she begged, her voice trembling with desperation. "Fuck me. It's like every cell in my womb is burning for you...I NEED YOU TO MAKE ME PREGNANT! Fuck a Time Lord baby into me, and make me a mother!!!" She cried out, her back arching as the Doctor thrust into her, filling her completely as she gaped. "Y-you have said it yourself, I am...your girl who waited. Don't make me wait any lon...FUCK!" she cried out as she gasped and trembled as the Doctor became unable to do anything less than listen to her, gripped her thighs tightly, and spearing his way inside her inner sanctum.
Amy threw her head back, her flaming-red hair cascading down her back as she let out a moan of pure ecstasy. "More. Give me more." She begged, her voice breathless and ****.
The Doctor obliged, pulling out almost completely before slamming back into her, hard and fast. Amy let out a high-pitched scream of pleasure in response, her nails digging into the Doctor's shoulders as he fucked her willing cunt with a wild, primal urgency.
"Yes! Don't stop!!!" She cried out, her body already close to the edge. "Fuck me, Doctor! Fuck me long and hard!"
The Doctor complied, his hips moving like a well-oiled machine, his cock pounding into her with such **** that the sturdy table trembled beneath them. He could feel her tightness clenching around him and her warmth enveloping him; it was almost too much.
"You're so fucking tight, Amy," he growled, his voice coarse with desire as he strengthened his grip on her hips while he drilled deep. "Your pussy is milking my cock like it's starving for it."
Amy moaned, her eyes wild and unfocused as she met his thrusts with her own hips, driving him deeper inside her. "That's because it is! I am starving for your alien seed, so FUCK ME! Make me come. Make me come all over your cock."
The Doctor pushed once more before leaning down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened nub. Amy cried out, her back arching, her body shaking with pleasure. He sucked harder, his teeth grazing against her, and Amy's moans turned into screams.
"Fuck, Doctor! That's it. I am cumming! Now cum too and BREED ME!" She howled, her eyes rolling to the back of her head like a bitch in heat.
The Doctor felt her pussy clench around his cock, her hot juices gushing out and soaking his throbbing flesh. He could feel her climax pulsating through her body as he inhaled sharply, her muscles contracting and releasing in a wild, erratic rhythm.
The Doctor growled, his eyes locked onto her trembling, orgasmic body as he doubled down on his efforts, his hips moving at a furious pace. His cock slammed into her with such **** that the table beneath them groaned in protest, the legs scraping against the Gallifreyan-made floor. The Doctor didn't care. He was on a mission to breed, to spill his seed deep inside the fertile womb that belonged to the first face his current face saw, and create new life.
"Fuck, Amy," he growled, his voice guttural and raw as he massaged her clit as his fingers brushed her neatly trimmed red pubic hair. "Your cunt is absolutely fantastic. So fucking perfect."
He pulled out, almost to the tip, before slamming back into her, his hips snapping against hers as he finally erupted. The sound of their flesh meeting filled the room, a symphony of carnal desire that drove them both wild.
"Yes! Yes! YES!" Amy chanted, her body shaking with the pleasant **** of his climax. Her tits bounced with each movement, her nipples grazing against his chest with each forward thrust.
He could feel her inner walls convulsing around him, her new orgasm he had triggered milking his seed for every last drop.
The Doctor groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her exquisite ass as he finished planting his seed deep inside her. "Fuck, Amy. You are magnificent...absolutely magnificent."
Amy gasped, her body shaking with another wave of pleasure as it seemed to sink in that the deed was done. The two of them panted for breath and stared into each other's eyes as if truly looking at one another for the first time.
And then she kissed him hard, as if trying to pour all of her new feelings down his throat.
A/N: Well, I hope this was an enjoyable follow-up to the introduction. I already have plenty of plans for the following chapters but if you have any suggestions or candidate preferences for early recruitment into the new Mothers of Galifrey Sisterhood, I will definitely pay attention. Even if the suggestion is not compatible with the sequence of chapters I have in mind at first, it will help me gauge common areas of interest among you as I plan future chapters to see what may fit better where.
Regardless, I hope you like it and until next time.
Are they eager for another round? Or do they take a moment to talk about the major changes in their relationship first?
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Doctor Who: Return of the Time Lords
The Doctor Rebuilding his Species one Womb at a Time
Following the events of Vincent and the Doctor in S5E10, the Eleventh Doctor and Amy Pond return to the TARDIS getting ready for their next adventure, until a casual conversation and a shared meal in the morning change everything. Unbeknownst to them, a rare alien artifact known as a Hazandra Wishing Stone fell into the Doctor’s fish fingers and custard. As he ate, his subconscious desires—buried deep in loss and grief—took root. With the stone enhancing his natural Time Lord psychic abilities a thousandfold, the Doctor's long-buried wish to rebuild his people overwrites his inhibitions. Now empowered with absolute psychic control, the Doctor can reshape minds—most importantly, the minds of those closest to him, such as his companions. The question is...who will join him in these adventures through sex and time?
Updated on Apr 29, 2025
by Forcy
Created on Apr 22, 2025
by Forcy
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