Bill missed his kids. He wasn’t opposed to the idea of having another one to fill the void left by the one his ex-wife now had custody of. So he was surprised to find himself open to being pregnant. But he didn’t want to be a pregnant man. Sure, he had a vagina, but he otherwise looked male. Being pregnant would get rid of his masculine appearance. He might as well lean into it.
With a slight grimace, Bill changed “him” to “her”. She let out a soft sigh as she felt long, curly locks fall onto her shoulders, and her body reorient itself into an hourglass shape. Even better, she could tell that she had enormous breasts and a butt perfect for sexual spanking.
“Mm!” Roger moaned, looking at her. “Damn, Billie, you’re such a smokeshow! Wanna get it on again?” Billie tossed her hair over one shoulder.
“Maybe tonight,” she teased. “You can come over to my place and give me that sweet, sweet loving.”
“Girl, you know I can’t do that,” Roger said. “My wife’ll get suspicious. And you might be fine with getting divorced for cheating, but I’m not.” Billie slumped against her seat, disappointed. The rest of the patrol continued in silence.
Billie couldn’t believe she had forgotten her partner was married! That’s it, she couldn’t be pregnant with a child belonging to a man married to someone else. She needed to fix this.