What’s pregnancy like

Chapter 17: The Swap

Carlos leaned in close on the couch, his hand sliding up my inner thigh under the sheer black babydoll. His fingers brushed lightly over my pussy, making me shiver despite myself.

“You’ve been such a good girl lately,” he purred in Kellie’s sweet voice, rubbing slow circles against my clit. “I think it’s time we make this arrangement more… permanent.”

I tried to pull away, but his fingers pressed firmer. “Carlos… what are you doing?”

He smiled with my wife’s lips and pulled the ancient stone out of his robe pocket. Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and pressed it against the warm stone along with his own.

A sharp electric heat exploded through me.

When the flash faded, everything felt different. My body was heavier. My center of gravity had shifted. I looked down in horror at a large, rounded pregnant belly pushing out from my stomach. My tits were full and heavy, already leaking small beads of milk from the nipples. I was in Kellie’s pregnant body.

Carlos was now standing in front of me in Danielle’s curvy, non-pregnant body, grinning wickedly.

“Fuck… look at you,” he said in Danielle’s husky voice, immediately reaching out to squeeze both of my new, swollen tits. Milk dribbled out onto his fingers. “These are so full. Perfect.”

He slapped my ass hard, making the pregnant belly jiggle. “And this ass… even bigger now. God, you look fucking hot like this.”

I gasped, my hands instinctively going to my new pregnant belly. “What the fuck did you do?! I’m… I’m pregnant!”

Carlos stepped closer, pressing Danielle’s body against mine. His hand slid between my thick thighs again, rubbing my new, much more sensitive pussy. “That’s right. You’re carrying the baby now. Kellie’s body is yours… for as long as I say.”

He leaned down and wrapped his lips around one of my leaking nipples, sucking hard. Warm milk flowed into his mouth as he moaned in Danielle’s voice. “Mmm… sweet. I could get used to this.”

I moaned involuntarily, the sensation shooting straight between my legs. “Carlos… stop… this is too much…”

He pulled back, milk glistening on his lips, and smirked. “Too much? You’re already wet. I can feel it.” His fingers slid inside me, pumping slowly. “Your wife’s pregnant pussy is dripping for me.”

I grabbed his wrist, trying to push him away even as my hips rocked against his hand. “You bastard… you got her pregnant and now you’re making me carry it? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Carlos laughed, still fingering me while his other hand kept squeezing and milking my heavy tits. Milk ran down my swollen belly. “Everything. But this is perfect. Now you’re the pregnant wife. You’ll stay in this body, keep the baby safe, and help me run everything from the inside. And I get to fuck you whenever I want in this hot, curvy form.”

He leaned in and sucked my other nipple, drinking more milk while his fingers curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped.

“Carlos… please…” I panted, one hand on my pregnant belly, the other gripping his hair as he suckled. “This is so fucked up…”

He pulled off my nipple with a wet pop and looked up at me with Danielle’s eyes, smirking. “It is. And you’re going to love every second of it. Now be a good pregnant slut and spread your legs wider for me.”

I was trembling, milk leaking from my tits, pussy clenching around his fingers, completely trapped in my wife’s pregnant body.

Carlos kissed my swollen belly, then looked up with a wicked grin.

“Welcome to your new life, Mommy.”