Umm... great? (pregnant)

“Yeah, let’s do it!” you say, trying to hide your apprehension. Are Chloe’s friends girls? Or are they guys, who’ve fucked their babies into her? You aren’t sure which you’d be more afraid of meeting.

You and Chloe make your way across the field, stepping between groups of Breeders on the grass. There’s a man lying back on the grass as a woman sucks his dick, her face hidden by her hair. You walk past two girls who sit and watch a man fuck a woman from behind, her tits swaying back and forth below her. With a shock, you realize one of them is holding a baby to her breast, while rubbing her own slightly rounded belly. Chloe notices you staring as you walk past.

“Oh, we don’t always take the babies straight to the transporter, not when it’s under the pavilion all the way over there.” Chloe says, “it’s not really what you’re supposed to do but as long as no one gets too attached, it’s fine.” No one gets too attached? You weren’t expecting Chloe to mention that in such an offhanded way. Now that you think about it, do Breeders ever want to keep their children? The couple who demonstrated the Breeding process for you and the other fresh meat didn’t seem to care.

You and Chloe kneel in the grass behind her friends. You can see now that they’re girls, staring across the lagoon and chatting with each other.

“Rachel! Sarah! Did you miss me?” Chloe says as the girls twist across the grass on their bare asses to look at you.

“What took you so long, Chloe? I’m just about ready to pop here,” replied the girl with wavy, neck-length brown hair sitting in front of you as she turned to look at you.

“Oh!” you exclaim, seeing the size of her pregnant belly and tits. Her tits are even bigger than Chloe’s, and they sag over the sides of her womb that juts out over her thighs and hides her pussy from your view. She’s wearing the same outfit as Chloe, a long-sleeved green uniform with stockings that covers her chest above her tits. Unlike Chloe, who buttons up the collar of her uniform, this woman left all three buttons undone, exposing a pale triangle of chest.

“Ah,” the pregnant woman says, “with a reaction like that you must be new. Are you going to introduce us, Chloe?”

“Yes, I was getting to it!” Chloe replies. She puts an arm around your shoulders in a friendly manner. “This is Eric, and it’s his first night. We met on the way here.” Chloe gestures to the pregnant woman, and continues: “Eric, this is Sarah. She’s been here the longest out of the three of us.” Sarah is looking you over. You see that she looks older, maybe in her late twenties. She has a small silver stud in her left nostril.

Chloe continues: “And this is Rachel. She got here just a month ago.”

“Hi, Eric,” says Rachel, before turning back to the lagoon. You get a look at the other girl. She looks young, and she wears her uniform with only the top button undone. She’s less curvy than Chloe, a thin beauty with a delicate face and perky c-cup tits with small nipples. Her straight, light brown hair is down to her shoulders. The ends of it have blond highlights, like she’s been growing it out for some time. Unlike Sarah, Rachel’s belly is completely flat and smooth.

You see Sarah examining you, and you struggle to not cover yourself with your hands when you see her staring between your legs, making you feel exposed.

“Welcome to the Fort, Eric,” Sarah greets you, facing you with her belly protruding over her crossed legs. These women don’t mind exposing themselves to you at all, so you shouldn’t either. How you feel isn’t important now, not if you want to fit in. You can see Sarah has a tattoo on her thigh, something you can’t identify in the dim night. “How are you liking it here so far?” she asks.

“Good, I- it’s good.” You stutter.

“Yeah, I really love it here,” Sarah replies, rubbing her swollen belly. “I just wish there were more guys around, you know? There are so few of them for the women here, so getting new men is a real blessing. I’d try having your baby now but I met one of your new friends before you got here,” Sarah muses while looking down at her own baby bump. “Hey, Chloe, you’re pregnant now, aren’t you, babe?” Sarah looks over at Chloe, who is also facing the group with her legs crossed, putting her perfect pussy on display.

“I guess I must be,” Chloe laughs, patting her own still-flat belly, “Sarah can always tell before I do. She just has a knack for it.” Sarah pats her own swollen womb in reply, and you realize that she has pierced nipples, with what must be two very long barbells going through the thick brown nubs. Chloe places her hand on Sarah’s belly as Sarah holds it lovingly in her lap. “Your baby feels so healthy, Sarah! I think it’s moving around!”

“You can feel it too, if you like,” Sarah says to you, clearly enjoying the attention.