He comes inside you

Pulses roll through your body. You are lost in them. A man's hands grope you. His cock pounds at you. You pound back, presenting, spreading yourself wider and wider, getting him deeper and deeper in. He's sweaty, velvety, rough.

Your mouth is open. Maybe you are screaming. Invoking. Begging him to fuck you harder. You don't know. You can't hear anything but the waves.

The pounding stops.

You can feel something hot, sticky, filling inside you. He's come inside you. He's filled you up.

You can feel the seed inside you.

"You are pregnant now, sweetie," your body tells you. "Preggers. Knocked up. Bun in the oven. You'll be this man's eternal ****, love. For life."

Fuuuck.

The curse won't set in for a few days. But your womb's telling the truth. You are the perfect baby-bucket. And sperm has fertilized your eggs.