Waking up ahead of schedule

You left the shower sated. Nowadays that's saying something for you - the constant sex with Trish and the wonderful hormones from your pregnancy have expanded your horizons. As a guy you probably couldn't have managed this much sex, day in and day out. It's such fun being a girl, mumbles that little voice in your head. Nathan leads you back to the master bedroom and you plop down next to his snoring sister, both of you content, both of you stuffed with potent semen. A fact that you and Trish are aware of, but not Nathan. You pass out with a smile on your lips.

... only to be gently shaken awake some time later. It takes a few seconds to get your bearings or even to remember whose house you're in. But you recognize the scent and the face in front of you as you blink the dust from your eyes. Trish silently motions for you to follow her. You see that Paula is practically spread-eagle on the bed, still dozing contentedly, her athletic form facing up toward the ceiling, only helping Trish's load seep deeper into her womb - so what could Trish want?

Half out of it you manage to pull yourself out of bed and out of reflex you grab your clothes. Most of them anyway. Ugh! That clock says 3:41am. What an horrible time to be awake. But Trish doesn't stop, tugging you along and flashing you an energetic smile. On tiptoes you sneak out of the room and part way down the corridor. Trish leads you down the stairs, whispering to stick to the left side. By now curiosity has set in and your heart is starting to pump more quickly. Trish looks so animated. What's she up to?

Downstairs she leads you into the small bathroom and closes the door. "Okay," she says with a wild grin, "sorry for waking you, but this is a perfect opportunity. You know the two passed out girls on the couch?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't know anything about Danielle except that she and Mina seem to be friends. I do know Mina though, and let me tell you, she's a piece of work." Here, hang on. She gets out her phone, blinds herself and you, but finally manages to dim it as much as possible. Then she shows you a few webpages that she obviously saved earlier. "There was a little first year called Mina who was a total bitch when I went to St. Cath's. I had a feeling that this is her, all grown up. Found out she's actually a cosplayer now."

"Well cosplay is good fun."

"Yeah, there are some really cool girls out there, heck maybe you should give it a shot - but then there's prize winning monsters like this!" She flips through a few posts online, apparently threads about crap Mina has pulled on guys at cons. Basically bating them and then getting them to cross a line so they get banned for life. Once or twice she's been caught out with videos, but that hasn't got her banned, nor the bans of guys she's hit in the past reversed.

A few other pages include her Instagram and a set of posts someone copied from her Twitter account where she had a few long rants about men, about other girls being prudes or sluts (and in the case of one complaint, somehow both). She actually says, in writing, that she's looking forward to getting a few more **** slobs BFL'd this year.

Damn. Mina - quite the mean bitch. By now you've reached full wakefulness and you're even starting to get a little horny. You've also noticed that Trish has telltale bags under her eyes. She probably hasn't slept - probably unable to sleep with all this going through her head.

Trish looks a little worried though. "Uh, so I've wanted **** on this cunt since long before we met... and tonight is the best chance we'll probably ever get. The icing on top is that the next big con is six months from now. Long enough that if we get lucky she has to skip it. Otherwise everyone gets to see what's become of her tight little tummy. But I've never done something like this before and I'm not going to do it without you."

You know what she means. Up until now, even the stuff she's done to you, has been consensual. Or at least mostly consensual. It warms you heart to see that Trish cares so much about you, wants so badly to keep from fucking things up with you, that she'd drop her quest for **** against this bitch if you just say no.