Melissa loves the idea of being Helda's breeder

Melissa left Helda’s office that afternoon feeling happy and content. As she walked back to her dorm room she rubbed her belly, thinking happily of Helda’s seed seeking out her eggs. Melissa hoped that soon she would be rubbing an expanding belly. Melissa returned to her dorm room and put her book bag down and tried studying. Her roommate Lindsey was not around and must be at a study session or lab. Cracking open her Biology book Melissa tried to read the assigned chapter and take notes. Her mind kept wandering though, she kept thinking of Helda and taking the counselors throbbing hard cock deep into her tight pussy. The woman fucking her until pumping her full of warm cum.

Melissa unbuttoned her pants and slipped a hand inside her panties to rub her pussy. She thought of becoming pregnant by Helda and began rubbing herself harder. The thought of becoming Helda’s pregnancy slut was addictive to her, she wanted Helda to keep fucking her, to rub her swollen belly and drink from her heavy lactating breasts. And then wanted to become pregnant again and again. Melissa came all over her hand soaking through her panties and jeans leaving a wet spot on her chair. Needing to change and not getting any studying done, she decided to change into her Rocketgirl outfit and go out on patrol for a few hours. Maybe the air would be good for her. Melissa slipped into her sliver costume and slipped out of her dorm room. Thirty minutes after she left her roommate Lindsey returned and found Melissa’s empty chair and open text book.

As Rocketgirl made her way through the darkness of the city, she stopped several times to touch herself whenever the thoughts of Helda became too strong. She would pause and rub her breasts, thinking of them swelling with Milk. She’d stroke her belly imagining it filled by Helda. Or she’d finger her wet slit thinking of being bred by her counselor. Luckily the night was pretty uneventful so there was plenty of time for these pauses.

There was one moment of interest when she came across some thugs roughing up a business man. The man was being held at knifepoint and his briefcase was on the street spilled open. One thug was looking through it while the other demanded the man hand over his money. Having a moment of clarity, Rocketgirl sped into the scene at her sonic speed and pulled the briefcase away from the one thug and pulled the man away from the one brandishing the knife. The made another quick pass before anyone could react and took the knife out of the thugs hand.

Stopping next to the business man she handed him his briefcase. “Here you go, now go on your way, these two won’t cause you any more trouble.”

“Thanks Rocketgirl.” The business man said surprised and still a little unsure of the situation. “You better take them to jail.”

“What the?” where did my knife go.” One of the thugs said looking around as if he dropped it.

The other pointed at Rocketgirl, seeing it in her hand. “The silver bitch has it, how did she get it and where did she come from?”

“I don’t know.” The first said. They both then heard the sound of police sirens in the distance and were spooked. The two thugs took off in a sprint down the alley.

“Aren’t you going to go after them?” The business man said as the two hoodlums ran off. “If you are really that fast you could easily catch them and they’d be in prision.”

“I I” Rocketgirl stammered looking at the man and then at the thugs. “I have other things to do.” She then left the businessman to find a quiet place to return to her thoughts that have been occupying her the entire evening.

A short time later Rocketgirl returned to her dorm to try to study again and then to go to sleep. She was feeling doubt in her abilities as a superheroine after that encounter. In the past she would have run after the criminals and stopped them, turning them over to the police. But she didn’t, she did not want to chase them down, it felt like too much of a bother for her. Why should she put more effort into the situation after the immediate danger had passed? She also wondered if she could even keep this up, being pregnant would also mean that she would have to change some of her past routines. Rocketgirl couldn’t blaze around at blinding speeds and get physical with criminals when she had a belly sticking out.

Changing back into normal clothing and hiding her Rocketgirl outfit, Melissa entered her dorm room. With so many questions, the only thing Melissa knew is that she couldn’t wait to see Helda again.