Bill didn’t want to be pregnant! He just wanted to fuck Roger without worrying about that. He decided to replace his name with someone else’s. With no one else coming to mind, Bill replaced “Bill’s” with “Roger’s”. He almost hit his forehead in frustration after he confirmed it. If Roger was pregnant, he wouldn’t be able to give Bill that dicking he wanted!
“You know, buddy, I could go a few more times if you can,” Roger said, pulling the car over. Saddened that he wouldn’t feel a dick in him, Bill took off his pants. He gaped. He had a penis! A memory wiggled free. Wait, he’d had a penis originally, hadn’t he? This was perfect! He had his member back, he was fucking his hot coworker, and Roger would eventually give birth to a child to replace those Bill had lost custody of.
“Let’s do this,” Bill growled eagerly, straddling Roger, who had already taken off his bottoms.
“Fuck yes!” Roger screamed. Bill thrust into him repeatedly, shooting load after load into his waiting womb. “Yes!” Roger’s hips bucked against Bill’s. “Get me pregnant, boy! Fuck me until I have your baby!”
“That’s the plan,” Bill whispered into Roger’s ear. Finally, they both came. Panting, they broke apart.
“Oh, you give me the best dicking in the world,” Roger said breathlessly. Bill grinned at him.
“I know.”
After they had gotten dressed and resumed patrol, Bill took out his phone and generated a new sentence.
It read “Roger is barely pregnant with his partner Bill’s child.”