Basic Bump

As I got to the bathroom and locked the door behind me, I felt a rush of emotions. What did I just agree to? And what was this strange feeling I had when I told me how the pill worked? Had I just been sad that he didn’t actually want to impregnate me? Or was that just the shock and terror of what I thought he was suggesting that had been so thoroughly warped by the experience?

I opened the bump package and read through the information sheet. I had read too many stories online about people who didn't check the description and missed important side effects and risks. It would give an approximate 72-hour period as a woman. My stomach would grow in the initial 2-3 hours to essentially a 1st-trimester look. Then slowly to a 2nd trimester look at 48 hours, and then to a 3rd trimester at approximately 60 hours. Then, the water would break around the 70-hour mark a few hours before I turned back. There were a bunch of the usual side effects that I wasn’t too worried about, and a bunch of warnings and disclaimers about the additional intentional side effects of the pregnancy simulation that would be stronger or weaker from person to person. Then there was a whole chapter about the psychological changes due to the hormones, and how these would be normal but could remain for 1-2 days after the pill had worn off.

I took the pill and waited. I had transitioned many times before but this felt different. I had to sit down, as the transformation happened, and for a minute I felt really nauseous. After a little while, I got back up and looked at myself in the mirror. Hmm, I looked very much the same as always. It did say it would take a few hours. I was about to put on some clothes when I felt it. It was like all my blood was rushing to my pussy. Oh my god, I was suddenly so fricking horny. Gently I touched myself, and it felt so good. I was so sensitive, and my pussy felt so warm. I rubbed a little harder, and a gasp and moan escaped my lips. John must have heard me because soon there was a knock on the door. "You okay in there?", he asked. Worry in his voice. I unlocked the door and opened it. Before he could speak, I grabbed hold of him and kissed him. He was a little surprised I think but didn't resist. "I need you inside me" I whispered in between kisses. He pushed me back, bent down, picked me up in his arms, and carried me to the bed. Soon his clothes were on the floor, and we were under the sheets making out. Pretty soon he was making his way down to eat my pussy, but something in me was craving something different. "NO!", I said. He looked at me a little confused. "I need your cock inside me!" I begged, and John was all too eager to oblige. He pushed inside me. "Oh my god, your pussy is so warm," he said. "It feels amazing." "Ohh, your cock feels so good." I moaned. The smooth rhythmic thrusts of his cock felt so amazing. My pussy was clamping down on him, hugging his member tightly. "You gonna cum inside me?" I asked, more pleadingly than anything. "Ohh yeah, I'm gonna fill you up so good," he said. "Oh yes, fill me up! Put all that baby in me!" I screamed. John was clearly into it, and so was I to be honest. I longed for him to fill my pussy with his cum.

All the breeding talk did not help his endurance, and pretty soon I heard his breathing change and felt the twitching of his cock as he emptied his balls deep inside me. "Ohh fuck yes!" I screamed as his cum sent me over the edge to a mind-blowing orgasm. He collapsed on top of me and we enjoyed slow passionate kisses.

I woke up a few hours later, still in John's bed with him sleeping next to me. I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. I was thirsty and got up to get a drink. My boobs felt tight, and a little bit sore. I touched my stomach. It felt tight, like when you have eaten way too much food. I walked over to his mirror to check myself out. Dham, I had a bump! It wasn't that big, but there was definitely a bump there. I grabbed a drink and went to get dressed. Luckily for me, I did have that nursing bra that I ordered by mistake because all my normal bras were feeling a bit tight. I opted for some louse-fitting lounge wear guessing that most of my other clothes would be too small for the bump, which no doubt would get gradually bigger.