Chapter 4: Making up for lost time

“The more you go out and drink, the hornier you get. You feel more and more attracted to your husband. When you get home from the bar or restaurant, you find yourself needing Mike’s intimacy. You consistently initiate sexual behavior, often begging for Mike to fuck you in whatever way he pleases.”

As the words fall into Sarah’s ears, her breathing becomes more shallow. Her knees knock together, and she licks her lips thinking about her husband’s throbbing cock inside of her.

“The more you have sex, the less you enjoy the feeling of Mike using a condom. You enjoy having risky sex, because it feels better in the moment, and the taboo makes it even more exciting. You frequently ask him to fuck you raw, or even pull the condom off of his dick in the middle of sex.”

As she heard these words, Sarah’s tits grow another two cup sizes, and her areola’s enlarge to the size of a cup coozie. Her belly begins to press outwards, and her hips widen by several inches, stretching the stiches of her jeans. Her double chin grows outward as her face rounds and her neck disappears. Her t-shirt begins to stretch as Sarah’s belly grows out in front of her and begins to rest on her soft thighs. The bottom hem begins to inch upwards, causing a sharp breeze to touch the soft skin of Sarah’s now pregnant belly.

“You just had your gender reveal, and it turns out you are having twin boys. You’ve begun to waddle, as you’ve now gained about 30 pounds. Your clothing has gotten tighter, so you’ve had to modify your wardrobe.”

Sarah’s pregnant belly pushed out even further, and widened out to the width of her sides. A soft pop shot out as her jeans unbuttoned themselves and a hair tie appeared to close her now too small pair of jeans. Her t-shirt increases to an XL, and a logo of a bun inside of an oven appears on her chest.

“Your milk has come in early, and Mike loves the size of your new chest.”

As Sarah’s breasts expanded to a double G, she let out a soft moan, thinking of her husband’s arousement.

“You find yourself ‘eating for 3’ more often than your doctor recommends. You find out that Mike is attracted to your increasing size.

Sarah lets out a slightly louder moan, as her already wide hips fill the edges of the loveseat.

“You find out that you have a breeding kink, and that Mike also has a pregnancy fetish.”

Sarah lets out an even louder moan as her belly pushes out even further, causing her jeans to strain and droplets of milk to start leaking out of her already engorged breasts.

“You find yourself wanting to have more of Mike’s babies and be pregnant for as many years in a row as you can.”

Sarah lets out a wild scream as she orgasms right in the chair. Her belly surges out even farther, causing her shirt to rip on the sides. Her belly button pops into an outie and pushes the hem up to her breasts. Her chest grows yet another cup size as her nipples burst out streams of milk, soaking her tattered maternity shirt. Her thighs and butt expand out behind her and cause the makeshift button burst off of her jeans and her zipper to break. A massive wet spot forms on Sarah’s jeans as the thought of carrying Mike’s kids makes her slump back over in post-orgasm bliss.

“Sarah, when I snap my fingers, you will wake up and think that everything is normal.” says John, having to readjust the tent that formed in the front of his slacks.

Snap.

Sarah looks down at her massive, pregnant form. “Doctor, I think I may need some help getting up.”