Becky rubbed her fit belly pensively, as if feeling out her desire. “I want to be pregnant, I want the glow, I want people to look at me and smile and congratulate me, I want people to give their seats up for me, to open doors for me” Becky said, “But” she added pausing, “I don’t actually want kids… not yet anyway” she concluded.
Jake felt the bone warm in his hand, “I hope you get your wish,” said Dave. Silently, he added his own wishes onto hers. Much as he enjoyed giving her what she wanted, he really wasn't interested in pregnant girls in the long term. He did want to test just how far he could push the bone, though. To be on the safe side, he adjusted the thinking of Becky and everyone else around so what was to come would be ok.
With those words, Becky felt a her belly begin to rise, she could feel her hands being pushed away. “Oh my god! I’m pregnant!” she gasped, as she looked at Dave, feeling all over her expanding midsection, looking down at her swelling, milk filled breasts. Becky's her top stretched out quickly, retreating upwards and outwards, and pushing her away from the table, “I’m so big!” she cried, quickly becoming nine months gone, but her belly continued to grow, “My god am having twins?” she gasped as her belly surged on, spreading out on all sides, “How am I still growing?!” she asked, as she looked down at her self, looking pleased despite her surprise. “Oh my god am I going to have octuplets?!” Becky gasped, moving away from the table, thinking back to her more vivid dreams, Where her belly got bigger and bigger, growing wider than her shoulders and sticking out a good 3’, before (and this was Dave's addition) laying down to give birth, in ecstasy rather than pain. Instinctively, despite the suddenness, she knew it was time for that part.
Becky stripped out of her cloths, lying down on the ground as her water broke. She screeched, as her birthing pains were turned into a continuous orgasm at Dave's command. Lithe, feminine hands emerged from her vagina, stretching her madly, as a short, neutral looking girl began working her way out of Becky, head first. Behind her, Becky's orgasm continued, her form retreating back to its previous state as the new girl vacated. The event came to a crescendo as the girl's feet came all the way out, the umbilical pinching off and being pulled back into Becky's rapidly re-tightening pussy. Becky lasted just long enough to shout "Rose," before the she passed out from the orgasm, looking just as she had before, except for her bigger, firmer breasts standing proudly atop her satiated form.
Dave couldn't believe how exciting that was, but it wasn't over yet. At no further prompting from him, the new girl, named Rose by her mother, began to grow. Her hair rapidly grew out and down to her waist, gaining perfect shine and styling as the remains of her birthing goop evaporated. Her height rapidly shot up, her hips widening and legs lengthening, face becoming supermodel perfect and breasts pushing up through cup sizes. She stopped her natural development just where he wanted, and turning to him said, in the sexiest voice he had ever heard, one hand kneading her newly developed breasts, the other stroking her just born cunt as she stared at his rock hard cock in obvious lust:"Hi daddy!! I'm Rose. Do I get a birth present?" |