You were bred by the Janitor. (The End)

As you walk back to class, you try your best to put the whole thing out of your mind. It didn't happen. It never happened. Despite his cum soaking into your panties, you vow to never speak about the fact that you left the janitor spray his fertile load into your pussy. Unfortunately, while you pretend that it never happened. By the time you make it back to class, his sperm was already attacking your egg and by the end of the week, the embryo growing within your womb implanted into your uterine wall.

It wasn't until you missed your period the following week that you started to fear that something was wrong. You still denied it though and ignored it. You were just not feeling well, or having a weird cycle. You even ignored that you were beginning to gain weight. It wasn't until you finally started to show that your parents finally demanded an answer. It took several more days of constant prodding and by this time everyone knew that you were pregnant and all of them waited with bated breath to find out who was the father. After a particularly dramatic argument with your father, you finally broke down and told him that you fucked the Janitor.

Mr. Gordy, while initially happy by his chance to bed the sexiest girl in school failed to realize the potential implications. Not only did he fuck a student, but he got her pregnant. He lost his job and all credibility. You made out better although mostly due to your family's vast wealth. You too were ridiculed for having sex with the janitor, but the story eventually got turned that Mr. Gordy took advantage of you and **** himself upon you. You latched onto that idea and continued to spread the rumors to save face. Everyone knew at that point what he did and was eventually ridiculed out of town and he was never heard from again.

Still, nine months later you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl with dark skin and an interesting racial heritage to say the least. However, with the father gone and never seen again, you are **** to adjust to the hardships of single parenthood. Your own parents eventually forgive and forget and help you out, but your future from here on is going to be rough.

Fortunately, you have that inheritance.

You fail to avoid being knocked up, but succeed at making sure nobody gets the family fortune but yourself. Hopefully, you don't burn through that quickly with your growing family, eh?