your words don’t reach him

Even though you warned him about the danger you both were in, he still continued his thrusts. You wanted to warn him again, but just then your orgasm hit. Your pussy contracted and squeezed Gemma’s loaded gun. When you found yourself capable to look into Gemma’s eyes again, your saw them roll back … and felt him fire his load. Gemma’s warm seed flooded into your womb and you were powerless to stop it.

You wanted to blame Gemma for this. It was he who fucked you. It was his sperm that is now inside you. His child you shall be carrying. But you knew it was really your fault.
You gave him your curse, you made him transform and you allowed him entrance to your garden.

You fell into a revery, started to imagine how your life would change. How your body would change as your impending pregnancy progressed. You didn’t even notice that Gemma continued fucking you.
He screwed you for another hour, in several different positions. No matter how many times you came, you never changed back into a guy. No matter how much jizz Gemma dumped into you, he never turned back into a girl. Eventually, the exhaustion got to you and you fell ****. Gemma fucked your sleeping body until he finished one last time, then fell asleep as well.