Gasping, you grab a glove from a shelf, and try to remove the vibrator
from your ass. You moan as out escapes your grasp, seemingly going a
little deeper each time. Finally after a lot of work, you remove the dildo
from your ass, sighing in relief. It keeps flopping around on the floor
until you turn it off. This crotchless suit is either paying dividends, or a
really bad idea. You hear laughter from down the hall, and the door
knob jiggling, and two men walk in. You look at each other, you look at
their quite visible muscles and crotch bulge. They look at your pregnant
belly, and the dildo on the floor. "Looks like we have a walker here Pete,
lets take her back." You try to put up at least a little fight, but the
unnamed man stimulates your clit, and your upper body strength leaves
you. They pick you up, so you aren't being dragged, and take you away
from the closet. Pete takes over where the other man left off, and keeps
fingering you're sensitive clit. You lose yourself to . his ministrations.
He almost brings you to orgasm many times but never does. He starts
lightly buying your clit. Not hard, but enough to get you going. You
finally reach an orgasm, and sigh in relief. Smiling at Pete, he smiles
back at you, before lowering you into a pod. Before you can object to
your surroundings, a latex dildo appears and fills your mouth. On
instinct, you start licking and sucking the dildo like you would a normal
cock. "Good girl, now when you get out , come back soon!" Pete closes
the pod door, she you realize your situation in some kind of pod, with
no opening on the inside. There are similar apparatus's to the machine
in your room, but now you can't escape. There are rows and rows of
other, pregnant and huge breasted women in other pods. Some are
sleep giving birth literally as you watch, others are just being
inseminated. But in all of them, suction cups milk their breasts for the
precious liquid. Maybe its for the babies, maybe its for sale, all you
know is.... Th th oh god.. It feels really good! Another cock comes
down, and this time goes into your pussy. Moving and vibrating in order
to maximize your orgasms, so more (Oh god yes!) Milk flows faster.
You lose Track of how many times you cum. But by the time the milking
stops, you're exhausted in every hole,
And the cocks detach, but not before filling you up with cum. Sleep
mercifully comes to you.
The next day when you wake up, your belly is substantially larger than it
was yesterday, and your tits are even more swollen. They must be H
cups at least. Once again, the suction cups come down, and begin
feeding on your mammaries, but this time a plug comes up, sticks itself
in your ass, and leaves your mouth alone. It vibrates occasionally but
intensely. Instead of fucking you, some salon robots appear to change
your hands and feet, which still have a somewhat masculine
appearance, into the slim and feminine to what you need to be a
compete woman. Its hard to believe that just a short while oh god oh
god oh god yes! After hours of figurative torture from the milking and
the plug, you are done for the day, and have your nails done!
The following day your belly balloons outward, just as or more pregnant
than the woman from the mall. Speaking of which, you rub your hand
over your belly, who is the father? Was it one of her children? Or was it a
donor. Not to mention the gender or species of the mmnph. A cock has
found its way into your mouth, and the cups are back on again. Some
robots are shaping and exercising your juicy ass, making it pert, and
heart shaped while you practice your blow jobs. One again, you're
milked dry, and have a full stomach from your warm, sticky meal.
The last day you're so pregnant even if you wanted to escape you
couldn't. You're pussy is sending out painful contractions, and the
robots tip you into the prime birthing position. Your legs in the air, tits
leaking milk and grunting from pain, yep, this is birth. After hours of
pushing, you finally meet your beautiful baby ...