Finally pregnant

I pressed my eye so hard against the keyhole that tears welled up in my eyes. My hands were shaking uncontrollably. No… not this too. Rage consumed me like fire. That was my mother. The woman who had woken me up every morning with that gentle smile, who always seemed so elegant and untouchable. And now that perverted pig Jeremy was rummaging through the most intimate moments of her life—back when she was pregnant with me. With me. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to scream. But I was stuck here, locked up like a dog, and my traitorous cock was throbbing hard in my pants as I had to watch him desecrate her.

Jeremy had pulled out the next stack of photos—thick, high-resolution prints, much sharper than the old ones. He whistled softly through his teeth and leafed through them with relish.

“Ohhh… now it’s getting really hot, loser. Ten complete sets. One for every month of her pregnancy. Your old man must’ve bought a new camera—the pictures are crystal clear, as if I were there live. Your mommy had herself photographed especially for him… naked, horny, curvy. And now I’ve got it all in my hands.”

He held up the first set—the one from the first month—and began to describe each photo slowly and in brutal detail. His voice was deep, dirty, triumphant.

“Photo one… fuck, look at this. Your mother is standing naked in front of the mirror, freshly impregnated. In one hand she holds the positive pregnancy test—two thick pink lines, clear as day. Her other hand is giving a thumbs-up, and she’s beaming like a freshly fucked bride. Her plump 32E tits are already a little fuller, the nipples dark and stiff. Her flat belly still has that tiny, sweet little bump—right where you’ve just started to grow. “I’m holding the photo in my hand right now… I’m touching the exact spot where your cum shot into her.”

I bit my fist until it bled. Stop… that’s the moment I was conceived… and you’re turning it into your jerk-off material!

Jeremy laughed softly and flipped through the pages.

“Close-up of her tits… holy shit. They’re already so heavy and plump, the veins shimmering slightly through the skin. Nipples hard as cherries. I bet she’s already dripped milk when she was horny. And here—her belly. So soft, so round at the start. You can see exactly where you’re inside her, loser. I’m running my finger right over it… as if I were deep inside her belly.”

His voice got even hornier.

“Her ass… fuck, it’s already a bit rounder, the cheeks nice and plump. And then the close-ups of her pussy… oh God. Her labia are swollen, pink, and glistening with wetness. Her clit is sticking out thick, as if she’d been horny the whole time. And her asshole… tight, small, but slightly open, as if she’d just been fucked. She was pregnant and still a real little slut—totally wet and ready.”

He held up the last photo of the set. A sex scene.

“And then the crowning glory… she’s riding your father, totally naked, her little baby bump already slightly rounded. Her tits are bouncing wildly, sweat glistening on her skin. Her pussy is completely wrapped around his cock; you can see her sitting down deep on it, as if she wanted to squeeze even more cum inside her. Her face… eyes rolled back, mouth wide open, tongue out—she was extremely horny during her pregnancy. The hormones turned her into an absolute cum junkie. And here I am, holding the photos in my hand and imagining myself right there—deep inside her pregnant pussy, while you’re growing in her belly.”

Jeremy was slowly jerking off again, pressing his wet cockhead against one of the photos.

“Your mother wasn’t the chaste saint you know. She was heavily pregnant and still let herself get fucked every day like a bitch in heat. And now I have it all. I’m right in the middle of her most intimate pregnancy moments…”

Tears ran down my cheeks. Despair tightened my throat. Why her? Why does he have to ruin everything? I hated him. I hated myself. And I couldn’t do anything but watch.
I pressed my eye so hard against the keyhole that it stung. Tears streamed down my cheeks, mixed with pure hatred and that disgusting, unbearable lust I couldn’t turn off. That’s my mother… my own mother, who carried me inside her. And that pig Jeremy was standing out there, holding the photos in his filthy hands, slowly jerking off his hard cock and describing every single month of her pregnancy as if it were his own personal porn. I couldn’t do anything. Just watch. Just listen. Just feel my soul shatter and my cock get even harder.