No sex for me

"But... But..." I nervously stuttered as a tear fell out of my left eye.

"Please, I want to help you," Nami pleaded while wiping away my tear with her right hand.

"But I need you to make love to me!" I begging out of the sheer hope that Nami would change her mind. I saw that I was going to be disappointed when Nami handed me the fine gown that she had given me earlier. I grudgingly put it on while the hot babe put on hers.

"Suki, even if I filled up your womb a hundred times, it wouldn't change anything," Nami patiently explained.

"I know," I whined.

"Is there another reason why you want to make love with me so desperately?" the blonde asked.

"I guess I just want a pain killer," I said with a low voice.

"That would only be a temporary fix," Nami lectured. "I want to do anything I can to help you heal."

"I appreciate that," I replied with as little as a smile as I could muster.

"Maybe you should see a counselor," Nami suggested.

"I don't think that is such a good idea," I hedged.

"Don't tell me that you're too proud to see a counselor?" Nami kept pressuring me.

"That is not the reason why I am a little skittish about a counselor," I debated while shaking my head.

"Then why?" Nami demanded.

"The problem would be finding a counselor who would understand our rather unique situation," I explained.

"I guess your right," Nami gave in.

"Let's take a look at our problem," I said with a frown. "A girl with a dick impregnates me and tells me that I am pregnant right after we have sex long before morning sickness or any of the other signs show up."

"Maybe my father would have some ideas," Nami mused while scratching her head. "We can ask her when we visit my parents Saturday."

For a few seconds, something felt odd to me and I did not know why. I guess I had not paid close enough attention to what my friend was saying because I was worried about my own problems. I started to replay what she had said in my brain when the weirdness finally started to sink in. If it had been a snake, it would have bitten me.

"We can ask HER?!" I asked out of complete shock.

"Let's just say I take after my father quite a bit," Nami cryptically explained. Somehow, I still got the message. "Do you want us to ask her for help?"

"Or I can talk to my school guidance counselor," I suggested. "Since there are at least five futanari in my class, I bet she would understand my problem."

"She might not understand as much as you think since a lot of the pitfalls of futanari do not develop until they reach full maturity," the blonde objected.

"I guess I'll just go to bed," I said while yawning and stretching my arms. "Tomorrow is a school day."

"Are you sure that you feel like going?" Nami wondered with worry on her face.

"I played hooky today and I do not want to get in any more trouble," I refused. "Besides, I want to take a crack at getting Rei away from Yuri."

"You are still worried about Rei after everything that has happened to you?" Nami questioned while raising both eyebrows. "You are something special, Suki."

"Thanks," I said while standing and yawning again.

"You can sleep in that room right over there," Nami offered with a point. "My room is right next door. Feel free to wake me up if you need anything."

"I'll do that," I agreed while walking in the spare room and getting ready for bed. I just know that I won't feel like going to school because of the way that I am feeling right now. Maybe I would feel better if Nami had agreed to have sex with me.