Slightly different surprise

After a moment or two of your computer registering the flash drive you open it up to find a single video file, a simple and innocuous thing with a three word title 'PLEASE WATCH ME.' With your curiosity peaked and your senses still slightly dulled from your recent fatherhood revelation you start the video.

As the video begins to play you are greeted by what at first seems to be an empty room and given the sheer amount of ludicrously cute and childish decor you are more than willing to guess that it's the inside of Ami's room. For a moment nothing seems to happen, a still video of a silent room for all you can see. However, as the video plays you can't help but lean closer; your ears picking up what seems to be a soft and nervous voice.

You strain your ears valiantly and for your efforts you swear you can hear someone quietly chanting, "Please, please, let me be right..." You're tempted to pause the video and rewind it; maybe raise the volume or put on headphones to tease out the full message of the whispering but that thought is cast to the wayside as a figure enters in from beyond the cameras view and walks until they are centered in the frame.

The first thing you notice is that this person is without a doubt Ami, her thick curtain of inky black hair flowing in her wake as her pale skin almost glows in the dim light of the room. What throws you off however is her state of dress, a long white winter coat covering her from neck to ankle with only her face and her feet bared to the world. Yet, while she is mostly covered what you can see sends a shock down your spine and a rush of blood to your manhood. For the occasion Ami has decided to wear a pair of shiny black high heeled shoes, the click clack of her path resonating throughout her room and yours with each step. What little of her legs you can see are wrapped in tight fish net material, dark and sultry webs leading up her leg and into the dark unknown beneath her coat. Finally, a true rarity if you have ever seen it, Ami has decided to wear her best and sluttiest makeup. Her skin seems to be even fairer, her fair alabaster skin shining in the light and allowing her smokey eye shadow and deep, dark red lipstick to stand out even more.

With a slightly unsteady turn Ami spins in place, the hem of her coat fluttering up slightly before she triumphantly and confidently stands facing the camera with a wide smile, "Hello! I want to begin this by saying this video is only for the man who has been leaving presents in front of my door. If you are watching this and it isn't you, please stop the video and return it to where you found it."

Ami pauses, her eyes sparkling and her smile unwavering before she begins again, "Now, for the man who has been leaving his cum for me..." It is at this point her smile turns into an outright beam and one of her hands finally removes itself from her pocket. Much like her leg, this limb too is covered in a web of fishnet material and her fingernails are painted a bright and luminous red. Yet, this thought is pushed to the back of your mind as she victoriously holds out a small stick; the pregnancy test presented to the camera with a faint but obvious 'plus' sign on its screen, "I want to thank you."

Ami's smile and glow seems to permeate her whole being as she gently embraces the test to her chest, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much." Ami's eyes tear up slightly but you can tell she is holding them back, if not to make so her makeup doesn't run then to not break down crying in the middle of her message, "Ever since I first thought about the possibility of being pregnant I've wanted it and now...now I finally am."

Ami practically squeals and does another wobbly spin in place; something that almost causes her to fall but with luck and reflexes she manages to plant her hand on a wall and steady herself once more. In response to this Ami giggles again before tapping one of her shoes on the ground,"Oops, sorry but I'm not too used to these!" Ami looks down at herself as one of her hands places the test back into her pocket and the other comes to rest right about where you think her stomach would be, "And I guess with my 'precious cargo' I really shouldn't be wearing them but I can't help it~"

Ami's voice drops from ecstatic joy to a low purr as she allows her hands to stroke over every inch of her clothed form with both paying special attention to her abdomen, "I feel so good, so womanly...and so god damned sexy I can't contain it~" One of Ami's hand reached up and roughly cups her breast through her jacket, her generous bust still obvious despite the cloaking form of her coat. Meanwhile her other hand slides down the front, briefly stopping to caress her bred belly before sliding down and pressing into the coat where her successfully impregnated pussy would be, "Even the thought of it is making me so hot I just want to lay down right here and get off until I go stupid!" Ami gasps as her hands give their respective erogenous zones one last rough caress before releasing her body and settling on her stomach with gentle and almost reverent awe, "but...I'm sure you already figured that out now haven't you..." Her lustful smile seems to smolder and her eyes despite being a recording almost bore into your own, "Daddy~"

A powerful pulse of lust throbs in your groin, you've never considered the word 'daddy' to be sexual before but the way the word just oozes off her tongue causes a tent to form in your pants and sends your free hand on a mission to relieve the pressure. Ami giggles slightly, a sensual syrupy sticky sound that sends shivers down your spine, before she purrs again, "Or should I call you my stud? My breeder? My bull?"

Ami seems to jokingly ponder these thoughts for a moment as she adopts a slightly over exaggerated thinking pose. This rouses a chuckle from yourself as you pull out your now mostly-hard cock, even in the midst of doing what can only be described as the sexiest thing you have ever seen Ami still finds a way to be cute and funny. As you gently rub your shaft to full hardness Ami has a 'revelation' her eyes glimmering with lustful mirth as she turns to the camera, "I know! How about I call you..."

Your hand freezes and your eyes widen as Ami's pale pink tongue dances betwixt her blood red lips, "Matt~"