“You really think so?”

“You really think so…?” Starslip asked, blushing hard as she caught herself. “I…I mean…!”

"Oh, sweetie, I won't just get you pregnant, I'll get you VERY pregnant," Alfonso replied with a sly grin as she pinched the heroine's clit and made her whimper, knowing she was getting her more into the act. "You'll be so pregnant, you won't be able to leave the bed, and I'll have you all to myself every fucking time I want you."

"Figures you’d have a pregnancy kink," the Violet Vision moaned, trying to hide how aroused she was. "That’s all you are, is kinks and stereotypes."

“And yet you’re the one who gets off on it,” Tammy noted, slipping a digit deep inside the blonde and feeling how wet she was. "You call me evil, disgusting, a monster. And that’s why you’re here with me: Because, that’s exactly what you need in your life. Someone to make you their bitch. Because, deep down inside, the idea of being corrupted turns you on."

Starslip bit her bottom lip hard, trying to fight back the pleasure rocking through her body as the finger in her pussy started venturing deeper inside her. All she wanted was to deny Fonzie’s words, to say that they weren’t true. And yet, one point kept coming back to her: If it wasn’t, why would she cheat on her girlfriend, one of the sweetest people on Earth, for the Malicious Mobster?

Fonzie narrowed her eyes, looking down on her lover with demonic glee, adding a second finger, thrusting them inside the moist vagina as her palm smacked against the teen’s clit. "Say it. Say you want me to corrupt you. Tell me you want me to impregnate you."