Why bother. See what the future brings

Months pass by, and your belly grows with the life that Frank had **** into you. He was true to his word at least and eventually proposed, and married you in the audience of your family and some of his work buddies. While it wasn't particularly exciting or joyful now that you remembered your time as a guy, it was somewhat reassuring that he didn't just ditch you after knocking you up. Of course you kept it a secret that you used to be a boy less than a year ago, after all you did also have the memories of a life as girl.

It doesn't take long for your parents to send you an invitation, especially your mom was really looking forward to seeing her pregnant daughter. It didn't seem like she was the least bit concerned with how things had turned out. Upon arriving, your mother was the first one to approach you with a tight hug, while her hand went right down to your bulging belly in maternity clothes to rub the round surface. "I'm so happy for you! You'll see that being a mom is great," she motivates you enthusiastically, and it's... working a little bit. "Do you already know the genders?" comes the next question, to which you could merely shrug.

"I've got no idea, I guess we will find out in... four more months or somethin'," you tell her, and she replies with a dozen more questions. Your father remained at a small distance and wasn't nearly as comfortable with the thought that his precious daughter wasn't just pregnant, but also carrying a batch of three or more babies in her belly. "Taking good care of my angel?" he asked while approaching Frank, and you remained aware of the two men continuing to talk for a while longer while your mother stayed by your side and gave you more advice on how to take care of her future grandchildren. "Yes mom, I understand," you repeat on and on while she's drilling parts of her knowledge into you.

Frank eventually returns to your side with a faint smile. "Give us a couple minutes, it's husband and wife time, we'll be right back," comes the mysterious announcement as he grabs your wrist. "What's going on?" is the best you can ask while he guides you towards your old bedroom, opens the door and pulls you in before pushing you onto your bed. "You can't be serious. My parents are right outside!"

He doesn't seem to care a whole lot however, and strips off his clothes while you're left to wonder if you should really follow his guidance. Your mom probably wouldn't mind, your father however didn't seem too happy about the whole situation. Before you could form your own opinion however, Frank grabbed the bottom of your pants and pulled them right off, exposing your hairless pussy. "Fine, I guess," you reply as you turn around and get on all fours - the only position that still worked for you now that you're heavily pregnant.

Frank didn't even care to prepare you first, you could feel his erection pressing against your barely lubricated slit before he already pushed inside and claimed your cunt once again. "Ahnnn!" you flinch, but he keeps going deeper in, steadily working his shaft back and forth. It's as if he sees the little pleasure slot between your legs as his personal property after putting a ring on you.

The soft lining of your pussy surrounded his fat girth tightly while he worked his way into you, and it was impossible to hold back a moan or two while he fucked you. To make matters worse, your bed was beginning to squeak again which alarmed your parents to what you were doing, if they didn't already suspect it. Frank didn't care however and continued claiming you without changing his pace or style. "S-slow down a little," you object, increasingly embarrassed at the thought that your parents were probably waiting right outside while having to listen. "P-please," you add, but it's no good.

Your own instincts soon take over after months of being groomed to enjoy getting taken without objection, and you feel yourself warming up to the thought of having your pussy stretched by his dick. Each and every thrust made you more horny and eager for more, and it was like a reward when he hilted his rod inside your cunt and you could feel it throbbing and pulsing. Knowing that he was planting his seed inside you was enough to trigger your own climax, and you gave out a final, lewd moan while your body tensed up.

A few months later

"The baby is cryin' again," you whisper sleepily while poking the sleeping Frank by your side. You give him a less subtle kick, but he doesn't move an inch. Awfully tired and without energy, you get off the mattress and drag your feet to the kids' bedroom where you see your two newborn daughters peacefully asleep, and your son crying for more milk. With what little drive you've got left, you pick him up and carry him to the kitchen to give him the bottle and sate his hunger. While he's busy drinking, you notice your phone vibrating on the nearby table and you go to pick it up. "Hello? Who is this?"

"It's me of course! Hello again sweetheart! Happy Valentine's day! How have you been doing? Is your life as woman everything you expected it to be?" a cheerful voice chirps into your ear and you immediately recognize her. "Screw you!" you hiss angrily back at her but it doesn't change her tune.

"Now, now. Don't be like that! It was a fair game, and you lost it fairly. Don't be a bad loser! Especially since I'm giving you a second chance!" You go silent. Was she serious? A second chance? "Go on..."

"If you manage to avoid getting pregnant for a month, I'll work my magic and have everything returning to normal. Don't take it for granted though, there won't be a third chance! I'm just really, really curious to see if you can make it this time! Good luck! Toodles!" beep

Well that's... somewhat good. But also making you really nervous. Frank had been eager to get you pregnant again as soon as possible to keep all the children around the same age, so after waiting a couple months after you gave birth, he had gotten you right back to taking fertility meds again a few days ago. Your little baby chamber down there was primed and fertile, ready for a good breeding.