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how hot would it be, waddling around campus? maybe one of your professors has a pregnancy kink and offers you some ‘private tutoring’ 😉

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When she told you that she could change, this wasn't exactly what you had in mind. You thought that maybe she would try to be nicer to you or help more in the house. Nothing changed about that, but her already massive boobs grew to a size you had never seen even in the most extreme hentai. They were perfect in every way, soft enough to sink in but perky enough to stay upright with no bra on. She was still kind of annoying, but for breasts like this you could forgive her. And if she messes up again, maybe she can grow even more.

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"Hello, Mr. Sanders, I'm pleased to meet you!"

"Oh, uh, call me Jake. Who are you?"

"I'm Emily, your state sponsored girlfriend! I was drafted to join this program after high school and my number was called as soon as we got your application!"

"Wait, whoa..... are you for real? You're my girlfriend now?"

"Correct, I was selected based on your internet search history and pornography preferences. Don't worry, I'm cool with you still watching porn! We can watch it together if you want. Your file said you were a really nice guy so I'm sure we'll get along."

"This is a lot to take in. You know the porn I watch?"

"Yep! I was forced to watch hours of your favorite content."

"Did they show you the content I watch with a VPN?"

"Huh?"

"Never mind. So...... sorry if any of it was violent."

"I have to admit the video of girls being throat fucked until they puke were a bit startling, but I'm willing to try anything!"

"Awwww, good girl. And what about these?" He started groping and squeezing Emily's breasts through her top.

"I was equipped with state-of-the-art expander implants! Since you like really big boobs. You can customize my breasts however you want, you can take me to any government-sponsored male aid center you wish to have my implants filled or even reduced if you want me to have smaller breasts."

"No, you'll definitely be going way bigger. At least double this size."

Emily blushed, trying to stay in character. "Ummmm, double? Wow, I was certainly hoping this size would be big enough, or maybe even too big."

"Not at all." He gave her breasts a playful slap. "I''m gonna make a fortune."

"Huh? Fortune.... ummmm...... so anyway, with the package you signed up for you can get me pregnant if you want! Is that something that would turn you on? Filling my belly with your kids?" She bit her lip, trying to turn him on.

"Good girl, you're gonna be everyone's favorite cum dump in the city."

"H-Huh? Wait, Jake--my love, what do you mean?"

"You're basically my property now, right?"

"Well yeah, we're dating. But your bio said you're interested in a loving, monogamous relationship! I was paired with you because my candidate profile says I'm only interested in matching with--"

"Blah, blah, here's what's going to happen, Tits. Mind if that's your new name?"

She shook her head, blushing.

"You're going to be my sex slave. I have a doghouse outside and everything. You can come in but only if it's cold, OK? I don't need you tracking in anything. I'm going to whore you out twelve hours a day, seven days a week. Oh fuck this is gonna be great! You better not complain or say no, there's a lot of kinky guys in this town who'd love a turn fucking your brains out and releasing stress on that body of yours. What happens if those fake tits of yours burst?"

"Burst!?"

"Yeah, lots of guys around here will love treating those things like their personal punching bags, myself included. Ooo, maybe your name should be Punching Bags?"

"Ummm..... if my implants get destroyed the state will buy me new ones."

"Perfect, so we can go to town all we want on them!"

"Uhhhh...... I hope you at least reconsider me sleeping in your doghouse....."

"You're right, that's a bit cruel, I'll chain you up naked in my basement, can't have you going out whoring and making money on your own! Every penny's going to me so I can quit my job and do more important things, like watch porn and heckle you as local guys pass you around and pound your holes bloody. How's that sound, darling?"

"Well.... I'm your girlfriend, so if that's what'll make you happy!" Emily faked a smile.

"Good, now take off your clothes, let's go to the pet store up the street and buy you a leash."

"G-Good idea, my love." Emily smiled again, trembling, knowing she had no choice but to obey her new legal owner. She swallowed her pride, accepting she had to become a prostitute to satisfy him. After all, if she whores herself for him long enough and pushes out some kids, maybe he'll love her enough to marry her? A girl could dream. She disrobed, watching him throw her clothes in the trash, grabbing her by one of her big fake tits and walking her to go leash shopping.

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Ethan knocked on Laura's desk, stirring her as she started nodding off to sleep. "Rise and shine, darling!"

"Oh, Mr. Henderson, sorry! I wasn't sleeping, I just.... I probably need a coffee."

"Why not get up and get one?"

Laura blushed. "Ummmm..... I, uh..... I'd rather not get up."

"Now why's that? And straighten up your back, your posture is getting terrible, darling."

Laura tried to sit up straight but didn't quite make it as the weight of her thirty-pound breasts lifted off her desk. "I'll try.... it's getting a bit hard to carry these things."

"Nonsense, you aren't even that large yet, Kim in accounting has breasts double your size and she's fine."

"She uses a wheelchair...."

"See? You just need to get inventive. And if you want to keep earning a paycheck with my company you better not get any funny ideas about skipping your supplements."

"I know, I know..... I like working here. It's just kind of hard to grow such big boobs so fast. I'm not used to it, is all."

"Well, you better be grateful, darling. Since Prop 845 passed, I could technically make extreme pregnancy mandatory or even have you strapped into a fuck machine all shift. I could tell our company insurance to prescribe almost anything to you, or perform any surgery. There are plenty of companies where every female employee is turned into a quad amputee!"

"I know.... Thank you for taking pity on us...... I'm happy to grow such massive breasts for you and all my coworkers to enjoy."

"That's the spirit." Ethan placed his hand on Laura's breasts, squeezing it. "My, they are getting nice and full aren't they."

"Yeah....." Laura blushed and nodded submissively.

"Now you get back to work, but I better not see you dozing off!"

"I know, I just..... these company parties are taking it out of me! It's a struggle to carry my boobs around but to perform for so many men almost every work night until 1am! Sir...... My whole body aches."

"I know, you are quite the trooper, and you're getting very popular with your coworkers. It's impressive watching that pussy and ass of yours take so many hours of abuse in a row. You're quite the seasoned little nymph."

"I don't have much choice...."

"All while carrying these little rays of sunshine." He forcibly pushed back her shoulders, pushing her back in her seat a couple feet, revealing her big round belly sticking out, covered in stretch marks, babies kicking and squirming inside. He held her shoulders up, head tilted back as he kissed her neck smacking her belly a few times. "I appreciate your commitment to the company by getting nice and pregnant from our staff parties."

"I-I don't really have much choice, sir. They fill my pussy up for hours on end every work night......"

"Good girl. I like to think of us as one big family at this company." He squeezed one of her overgrown breasts, causing it to squirt milk through her top. "I'm the dad, and you're the cum-rag little sister we all use to relieve ourselves in." He arched her back more, kissing her on the lips from behind.

Laura tensed up, tapping on his hand holding her shoulders back, the strain from her breasts and belly feeling unbearable. "Ummm! Sir, please let go!"

"Nonsense, darling. Let's have some--"

Laura gasped as a loud click came from her neck. "!!! What was that!?"

"Oh dear, that didn't sound good. I told you sleeping at your desk wasn't a good idea....."

"Uhhhh, I can't feel my arms or legs! Wh-What's going on?"

Ethan smiled, propping her against the back of her chair. He roughly squeezed both of her breasts. "Can you feel that?"

She shook her head. "No...."

"How about this?" He slapped her pregnant belly as hard as he could, so the whole office could hear.

"Nothing.... Mr. Henderson....! I can't feel anything. I can't move anything below my neck!"

"Awwww, poor thing." He suddenly wheeled her out in front of the whole floor. "Announcement everyone. Announcement! Ms. Laura Davis's back just snapped from her unwavering dedication to our company and its bottom line! This is the kind of commitment I want to see from you girls. Now our Laura will need help doing everything from going to the restroom, to getting around the office. Hey, Mason, can you train Ms. Davis on how to use our ocular computer software so she can get back to her remarkable data entry skills. And feel free to have some fun with her along the way, not like she can get up and stop you. From now on, Ms. Davis is free use, I'll be promoting her as our new Stress Relief Expert as of this afternoon! Congratulations, Laura."

The whole floor erupted into applause as people walked up to Laura, congratulating her one by one, some lifted her hand, others grabbed her breasts or rubbed her belly as they congratulated her. Laura gracefully nodded and thanked all of her coworkers, blushing deep red.

One guy reached between her legs, fondling her wet sex. "No reason to hold back anymore, we can go all out and you won't feel a thing. Can't wait to bring the guys to the company party tonight. We're gonna have some serious fun now, girlie."

Laura gulped and nodded. "I-I can't wait.... I'll do my best to satisfy you..... even if I won't feel a thing," she said, almost relieved she won't have to feel every guy at the company relentlessly pound her ass and pussy for hours every work night.... Laura smiled gratefully, thinking to herself it'll be kind of fun to just watch everything happen to her body instead of having to endure it. Even if she'll miss cumming over and over....

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Shannon eyed her body in the mirror, vain and self-obsessed. She ran her hand across her belly as countless babies kicked and squirmed within. She felt divine. Her mind totally rotted away by her addiction. She could stare at her belly for hours, just watching all the movement inside it, a statement of pure sexuality. As if to say, 'Look at me, all am is sex. I exist to breed. Aren't you jealous?'

Just five years ago Shannon was a normal waitress, nineteen, thin, not much of a figure. She saw an ad to become a surrogate. The thought of pregnancy scared her, not just because of giving birth and having kids in her, but how self-conscious she'd feel with a belly advertising to the world that she likes to fuck. Shannon was a virgin, and the thought of suddenly becoming oversexualized or having men assume she loves sex struck her as degrading.

Still, the money would help. So, she met the couple, who loved how mousy and timid she was about pregnancy, assuring her that she'd love it 'once she sees the bump'. She felt really off about the whole thing but decided to agree, since they were so nice. The wife was infertile so the husband offered to just have sex with Shannon, saying he'd be gentle. She agreed. The husband took her from behind as the wife soothed her, kissing her, they gently made love for hours, all three of them.

Shannon's whole world changed that day. When they were finished, after showering together, Shannon asked if they could do that again sometime and they agreed. She almost didn't say it, wanting to hold her tongue and not sound naughty. But she went for it and said, 'Next time you can be a bit rougher I guess.' By month nine, Shannon was fully ripe with triplets, attending whole ritzy sex parties with the wealthy couple, stepping in a room filled with strangers, wearing only leggings and lingerie. Fully pregnant, her once flat breasts now DDs, her hips widening to carry the brood, her ass got plumper. And she was maddeningly horny 24/7. She masturbated herself asleep or fucked people til she fell to sleep every night now. Before, she felt guilty just for touching herself or having fantasies.....

At ten months, she gave birth drinking wine, giggling, getting fucked in the ass as the couple cheered her on. And it seemed, many more rich couples lined up to have a batch of kids from this lovely young budding nympho's womb. Of course, the first couple became almost like would-be handlers for Shannon. She practically became the third member of their relationship, living in one of their mansions where more adult things transpire, their kids being raised at a different residence. She had her own bedroom with an extra wide mirror to admire herself, especially as she's being fucked.

Six pregnancies later and the old Shannon is totally gone. She's now a sex-crazed twenty-four-year-old professional breeder. She's had a staggering forty-six kids across her seven pregnancies. Triplets. Quintuplets. Sextuplets. Sextuplets. Octuplets. Octuplets. Dectuplets (10). Now she's carrying.... well, Shannon wants to keep it a surprise for all her rich new elite friends from around the world to count in an upcoming wild orgy as she gives birth. "Any day now," Shannon says with a sultry voice, "Or I might burst. Either way you'll be able to celebrate and count them."

She sits in her room at the rich couple's mansion retreat. Surrounding her bed are dark, erotic paintings of heavily pregnant, bloodied and bruised women being fucked by monsters, set on fire like witches, having limbs chopped off as they smile. Her entire world is nothing but luxurious parties, drinking, sex, and giving birth as underground festivals and parties that happen in the world of the elites outside the public eye. Where girls like her swept from their normal lives become oversexed breeders. Where she once had a thin, natural body, now she had a porn-ready Brazilian butt lift and huge implants stuffed into her already pregnancy-enlarged breasts. Shannon knew she was chained to this new life, almost like a slave, a sacrifice, who'd spend her days fucking and satisfying rich couples until the fertility drugs they pumped her with either popped her belly or she died giving birth. She smiled at her reflection, knowing she'd be tossed in an unmarked grave and forgotten as they find the next innocent waitress or retail worker to inflate and pervert into the massive icon of sexual debauchery she proudly became.

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