You're pregnant (Fucktoy ending)

As the warmth of Isaac’s cum spreads throughout your womb you realize almost instinctively that he’s done it. You’re pregnant with Isaac’s baby. You do feel a bit different from John though, perhaps a combination of your two personalities? John is definitely gone, you’re Doe for good. But that doesn’t mean that nothing of John survived. You look at Isaac, panting on top of you. You don’t love him, you realize, almost startled. You’re fond of him, as a friend, but you don’t love him. ‘Wasn’t the curse supposed to turn me into his ideal woman?’ You feel something different though… a need to submit. ‘Oh god…’ you think. ‘He… he owns me…’. It’s as if it’s a fact engraved in your mind. You know that no matter what, you’ll never be able to say no to Isaac.

You realize your libido is still there as well. You don’t feel like you’re a stupid bimbo, that’s a blessing at least, but with Isaac’s blessing (or even better, his order) you feel ready and willing to take on the entire football team. The need to please Isaac is strong, overpowering.

He looks at you, smiling. “How do you feel?” “Uhm, O...okay, I guess?” you say, smiling weakly. “I’m pretty sure you got me pregnant, so...yay for Chet not enslaving me” Isaac chuckles, then looks at you thoughtfully. “Does that… mean you’re my ****?” “Yes” you answer immediately, then look horrified at your response. Isaac withdraws from you and sits back on the couch. “So… if I told you to get on your knees and clean my cock…” Your body moves seemingly of it’s own accord, you feel an eagerness to please him, to tend to his needs, even without a direct order.

You move off the couch, a bit unsteady on your legs due to the pounding you just received and slide to your knees in front of him. Isaac looks at you, spellbound. His mouth opens, though if it’s to rescind his earlier ‘command’ you’ll never know as you take him in your mouth before he says anything. All that you hear after that is a pleased moan as he places a hand on your head while you lovingly lick him clean.

He also doesn’t stop you when he hardens again, the sounds he makes only encourage you to shift from cleaning to blowjob. When he starts breathing heavily and pushes you all the way down while he cums, all you feel is happiness and satisfaction at a job well done. You swallow everything down and when he releases you, you give his cock one last kiss before sitting back on your knees and looking up at him.

Isaac seems shocked at what just happened. “I…Doe I… I didn’t mean…. I’ll treat you right, I promise, I won’t take advantage! We’ll just be a regular couple, you’ll see!” You nod, uncertainly. With how easy it is for your mind to interpret Isaac’s suggestions as commands, you wonder how ‘regular’ it’ll be. You’re still you, just a version of you that obeys Isaac unconditionally.

Isaac tries, he really does. He takes you on dates, treats you well. He behaves like the perfect boyfriend. After you get settled as a woman instead of a man, you find that being Doe now instead of John comes naturally to you. Your affection for Isaac is slowly turning into a kind of love as well. ‘As masters go, I think I got lucky’ you think to yourself. The sex is incredible and at least the first year or so Isaac can’t get enough of you. Even throughout your pregnancy he still jumps you every time you get. You’re sure this is at least partially because you never refuse anything he wants, no matter how kinky.

But it slowly becomes apparent to the both of you that it’s not just sex stuff where you don’t say no. Anything Isaac wants, he gets. You never disagree with him about anything, small or big. The curse didn’t turn you into Isaac’s perfect woman, just his ****. His constantly horny ****. Isaac has an easy time graduating, with you waiting on him hand and foot. You on the other hand are struggling and eventually drop out. Between Isaac, the baby and your masturbation sessions you just don’t have the time to study.

It’s not long after that that Isaac starts loaning you out to his friends. You were **** at first, but when Isaac said that he wanted you to do this for him, you leapt to obey. Besides, all the extra sex was finally satisfying you. You’re pretty sure he was making money off you but you never bothered to check, nor did you really care. You were getting fucked a lot and Isaac was happy, what more could you want?

A particularly memorable evening was the time Isaac gave you to the football team. They’d had a particularly good match and you were the entertainment for the evening. You took cock after cock and load after load. You hope the pill was enough to protect you against what felt like gallons they pumped into you, joking about how the baby would have to be a good player with so many talented fathers. You lost track of the amount of times you got fucked and passed around. Though you were sore for days, you hope Isaac will let you do it again. Until then, you still have the video they took.

It all comes to a head when Isaac meets someone new. Someone he can have a real relationship with. After a few arguments with her he sells you to the local frathouse to be their housegirl. You cry and plead with Isaac, but when he tells you this is what he wants, you have **** but to obey. Isaac easily gets full custody of the baby. As you’re passed around by the frat brothers you wonder what your life could have been like had you fought harder when Isaac took you. One of the ‘benefits’ of the curse seems to be that you don’t really age, or rather, you age really slowly. As you look up from your knees, a circle of frat boys standing over you and jerking off, drenching you one at a time with their cum, you realize that this will be your life for a long, long time to come.