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Janice finished her makeup. It was bothersome trying to focus on doing anything when she was this aroused, feeling the wetness building between her legs, but she still wanted to look suitably attractive for this event. It didn't help that she could still sense her friend's thick, musky scent even in the bathroom, and it was threatening to drive her wild.

She'd met Leon a while ago. There'd been a few sudden pregnancies across the campus, with all of the new mothers-to-be rather reticent, not too eager to talk about how they'd ended up with babies in the middle of their studies, but Janice had found it incredibly interesting. Ever the clever coyote, she'd managed to sleuth it out; pinpointing the source as a particularly careless German Shepherd.

He wasn't doing it deliberately, either. Rather, it just happened, as naturally as it could. He didn't think about the consequences, and that canine enthusiasm was infectious enough to make women want it too, eventually letting him mount them without any protection. After that point, it didn't take a genius to guess what'd happen, and that momentary lapse of judgment that led to their bellies swelling was enough to leave Janice incredibly wet.

Sure enough, she'd sought him out. Initially, she'd only wanted to talk about what motivated the dog, but he wasn't terribly smart. His focus was on sports, here, as part of the college football team, rather than any of the more intellectual subjects, and initially Janice couldn't really understand how anyone would be attracted to him. Until she found herself falling for him as well, anyway.

Sitting next to him, it turned out she was no different than all the others, as much as she liked thinking of herself as a litle better. The shepherd didn't even have anything interesting to say, but he was very handsome. Very, _very_handsome, and something about his smell - a deep, masculine musk - was enough to leave Janice's breathing rapid and shallow. So when he, being the dumb dog that he was, took the liberty of groping her, she didn't protest. Rather, she moaned, and then moaned even louder when his hand slipped under her skirt, caressing her soaked folds directly.

Nature had taken its course, and before she even realized what she was doing, she was on all fours with her rump raised in a natural canine invitation, and then, he'd mounted her. Every minute of it, two things kept circling around her mind; one was how incredibly good his thick cock felt inside her, so good that all of her neighbours must've heard her. The second was the fact that he was bare, his massive, heavy balls slapping against her groin eagerly, and if she allowed him to keep going, he'd seed her, and there was a very real risk that she'd end up swollen and pregnant with a litter too.

She'd done what any reasonable woman would, and allowed him to continue. He was just too cute to resist, and he smelled so very, very good. Janice didn't actually want to get knocked up, but the naughty thrill of letting him rut her like that, like an animal, was utterly intoxicating. Just a little longer, she remembered thinking. I'll just get off and then have him stop. In fact, she'd actually allowed him to continue until his knot slipped into her clutching, traitorous pussy, and by the time his cock jerked inside her, it was already too late. Feeling that wet, fateful heat fill her in rich, plentiful pulses, she'd nearly passed out from how hard she came, howling with ecstasy as she was seeded, bred, properly creamed. Feeling his shaft throb inside her though, with his tip nestled just against her cervix, had been the most erotic experience of her life, and it wasn't even close.

All the while, Leon had just been there, nuzzling at her neck thankfully, licking and nosing at her, panting with that silly, charming doggy grin, as if totally unaware of any risk or consequence. That, perhaps, more than anything, was what Janice really remembered to this day. The feeling of him lazily pulsating inside her, knot-deep, adding more of that risky cum to her already bloated, fertile body, was a treasured memory she'd rubbed herself to, many times.

Luckily, in the end, she hadn't gotten pregnant, and from that point onwards, she'd been a little more careful. There was something about how Leon smelled that really got to her, his pheromone-laden musk easily overcoming her mental defences. Yet, once again, rather than doing the sensible thing, the coyote had found herself wanting to relive those moments. Preferably without taking any risks herself.

So she'd made a plan that Leon had happily agreed with, his tail wagging with enthusiasm as she explained it. She'd make some friends, and then bring them over for some group fun. The idea, in her devious mind, was that she'd get to watch _them_get knocked up while she fingered herself to orgasm after orgasm, living out her fantasies vicariously. Of course, most student-aged women didn't want to have children yet either, and as such, she had to present it as totally safe. They'd use condoms, and definitely not go any further than any of them wanted.

She carefully omitted any mention of what effect the dog's musk seemed to have on women.

The offer of casual, safe sex and plenty of orgasms was appealing, though, and soon she had three participants who wanted to come to her "movie night". A husky named Taylor. A vixen by the name of Joan, and Leah, who was a scruffy coyote just like Janice.

That night was tonight, and that was why she'd gotten all dolled up. She'd rubbed some menthol cream onto her own nose to numb herself to Leon's musk, just to make sure she didn't get too carried away while enjoying the show, but she'd certainly encourage the loving dog to do his very best. Just the thought of getting to have fun with not one, but three beautiful women had him permanently erect, it seemed, and he showered her with little licks, tail wagging wildly.

Janice had planned out the beginning of the night very carefully. When her guests arrived, she made sure Leon was wearing only loose boxers, to make sure they all got to stare at the alluring tented fabric all they wanted, and so his scent would be as free and potent as possible to seduce all of them.

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Leah hadn't quite been expecting her friends to be that forward, even though she was here for that reason, and as such, she was both pleasantly surprised and a little shocked as the handsome dog answered the door dressed only in his underwear and obviously aroused, his shaft evidently rock-hard and eager beneath that flimsy fabric. Taylor and Joan arrived only moments after her, and their reactions were pretty similar.

What've I gotten myself into, she wondered, sitting there on the couch, but something about the whole situation was just so deliciously naughty and thrilling that she had to see how it developed. She had no plans on actually letting the dog fuck her, but certainly, she wanted to see him do it to others. She, just like Janice, had heard all about the swathe of mystery pregnancies across the campus, and the thought excited her. Again, not enough to make her want to get pregnant, but plenty enough to make her want to see someone else get knocked up. In person.

Joan was a little more willing, though she'd insist on condoms, and Taylor in turn wasn't going to bother with any, the lascivious husky wanting to feel every slick detail of any cock that fucked her. Instead, she'd made sure she was in the safest part of her cycle.

"Well? Who wants to go first?" Janice churred, once they were all sitting there, in her most seductive tone. "He's a ton of fun, I promise."

Taylor and Joan looked at each other, wordlessly deciding who would go first, while Leah looked at them in turn. Taylor eventually got up, disrobed bar for her lacy, rather revealing lingerie - chosen specifically for tonight - and promptly sat in Leon's lap with a wide, lusty grin on her face. Feeling the dog's stiffness pressing against her damp panties, as if demanding to be sunk into her, immediately had her shivering. In a heartbeat, Leon's hands were all over her, gently cupping and rubbing her generous, soft breasts as he leaned in for a slobbery, canine kiss.

"She's actually going to do it," Leah huffed. She was suddenly feeling rather tingly herself, watching the two dogs grind against each other. She pressed her thighs together in turn, squirming a little as lustful warmth flushed through her.

"Mm-hmm. You're totally free to take a turn later, too," Janice grinned. "At least take off your pants. A bit easier to rub yourself without those in the way."

She had a point, of course. And Joan was already openly fondling herself, apparently having pulled up her skirt the moment Taylor volunteered to go first. Leah could already smell her arousal, and something else, too. That sweet, needy masculine stench of the shepherd. She shuddered. It was a dangerous game, really - baring herself so close to a very eager cock that could easily leave a litter growing inside her - but the coyote felt fairly safe in that she'd not be forced to do anything she didn't want to.

And so, she unbuttoned her pants, just enough to tug them down to around her knees, and slipped a hand into her panties as she watched Taylor and Leon get increasingly heated.

By now, Taylor's panties were soaked. She was groping the musky shepherd wantonly, now, clutching at that firm, beautiful erection of his. Through the fabric at first, before she fished it out, almost gasping out loud at how hot and hard it felt against her soft palm. Not to mention how heavy and swollen his balls felt when her arm brushed over them. They were the size of ripe plums, and knowing that was like a pure aphrodisiac for the husky. Why, she wasn't quite sure. She was safe at the moment, and normally she only became obsessed with balls when in heat. The shepherd's musky scent was having a strange kind of effect on her.

Reciprocating in kind, Leon pulled her flimsy panties aside, baring her glistening mound. His fingers slipped up along her lips and flicked over her stiff little clit. Taylor twitched, letting out a pleasured groan as a jolt of erotic joy shot through her. Then, before she could even say anything, she felt something even hotter press against her entrance, only to slip inside before she could as much as moan. Her slippery sex put up no resistance, swallowing up that bare shaft with a carnal kind of greed. Now, she moaned, her hips instinctively bucking, only to moan again as she felt the dog's cock rubbing against every sensitive spot inside her, seemingly at once.

The warmth she was feeling, all focused on her lower belly was something all women felt, when they went into heat, and Joan and Leah were both feeling that same fluttering, gnawing need. Yet none of them should have been in heat. Coming here when primed to be fertilized would've been crazy. It felt eerily similar, though. Every little shiver as they both fixated on the sight of the bright red shaft wetly sinking into the husky's body. The way she visibly clenched around it - moaning out her pleasure and lust - and how he throbbed in turn, no doubt painting her cervix with precum.

Leah really wanted to see him throb harder and spurt a risky, virile load of seed into her. Joan was too busy rubbing herself to think anything, having slipped a finger into her own wet snatch to curl in rhythm to the two mating in front of her.

Taylor gyrated her hips, and Leon clutched them as he began to bounce the curvy husky on his lap, rutting into her with wanton abandon, now, racing towards the inevitable and messy conclusion at a rapid pace. The scent of the arousal of all four of the women in the room was enough to leave his mind even fuzzier than it normally was, his head blissfully empty except for the wet, squeezing sensation around his pulsating cock.

She had indeed been in a safe part of her cycle. The dog's musk, though, had a peculiar effect. It didn't always work, but on fellow canines, it did more often than not. With the pheromones tickling at her body's buttons, it was slowly coaxing her towards ovulation. With every breath - and she was inhaling Leon's musky-spice scent greedingly now, burying her nose against his neck - it pushed her a little further into a rising heat. Nobody expected it, but by the time they were done with this, all of the four women in the room would be fertile, all of them except for Janice unknowing of how risky having any cum pumped into them like this would be.

Blissfully unaware of what her traitorous body was doing - betraying her womb and eggs to the handsome stud rutting her - Taylor happily raced towards a climax with each slick, squelching motion of her hips. Leon's canine shaft surged and throbbed inside her, and she bounced like a ragdoll in his lap, feeling those pendulous balls swing up enough to slap against her rump with each motion.

"Yeah, come on, fill her up," Joan panted, her fingers circling over her clit, and another pair plunging into her at a feverish, erratic pace. "Cream that bitch!"

Her tail was lashing back and forth against the couch. Already she wanted to pull Taylor off that perfect-looking cock and take a turn for herself. Just, with a condom. As erotic as the show was, she didn't want to take any risks. Especially not the risk currently posed by Leon's swelling cock, buried deep inside Taylor's soaked body.

Taylor felt him swell a little more. His knot rested against her lips. She'd not get tied, as much as she wanted it. But her body demanded that she at least feel him throb and pulse, filling her with that intoxicating warmth. It overrode all common sense. Even in a safe period, letting some stranger rut and seed her like this was crazy, and even though she didn't know, her body had already released a few eggs, in anticipation of the male finishing inside her.

Those hormones - the heat-stuff - always had this effect on her. It shut down her logical mind entirely, making her willing or even eager to let a male spurt inside her. It was only sheer luck that'd let her avoid getting knocked up before. And here she was, rocking her hips with a primal, feminine hunger in her eyes, as if wanting to devour Leon whole. If not all of him, then at least that warm, sticky gift of virility he'd soon offer her.

Leah was distracted briefly, seeing movement in the corner of her vision. A quick glance showed Janice doing something with a condom, and her interest was piqued. It was incredibly hard, though, to force her gaze away from the shepherd and husky, moaning in sweet, shared ecstasy. Leah saw the glint of something sharp and metallic before her attention was once again draw to the mating pair by a climactic groan from Taylor, and an equally pleasured, triumphant howl from Leon.

Joan and her were both spellbound by watching it happen. Taylor even more so, feeling it. The German shepherd drew still, huffing and panting, his teeth clenched around Taylor's shoulder. Then, with his balls all the way tightened against his body, the base of his cock flexed, and pulsed heavily. Several times. Taylor's eyes rolled back as her fertile womb got what it needed, and rewarded her with mindless euphoria in turn, to make sure she didn't try to squirm away. Nature needed her to be a good girl with that virile heat tickling her cervix and immediately beginning to seep through it, towards her awaiting egg. Taylor basked in that glorious sensation. She'd never been filled while at peak fertility, and as far as she consciously knew, she still hadn't, but if it felt this good - gods, she felt every throb, every contour of the shepherd's pumping cock - she knew she was hooked. She'd let it happen again.

A trickle of pearly-white spent seed oozed out where they were joined, along the underside of his cock. Joan clamped a hand over her own mouth as she reached a thrashing climax, soaking the sofa in her wetness. It barely did more than take the edge off. She needed more.

Leah saw Janice put something away. A safety pin. Despite her own heated wetness and her distraction, she knew just what'd happened, and her mind was in erotic turmoil trying to actually process it.

The look on Taylor's face, as her orgasm ebbed, was vacant, for lack of a better word. Her eyes were half-lidded and her gaze unfocused, her frame limp against the muscular shepherd. She'd gotten exactly what she needed, and she'd be leaving this "movie night" with a life growing inside her.

Gently, once he was no longer throbbing, Leon eased her off his cock. There was a measure of love to each of his motions. He might've not been smart, but he was just as affected by that affection every male felt for the woman he'd just seeded. He had more work to do, though. The tangy, almost sweet smell of three more fertile women around him filled his nostrils with each breath. At least one of them, he knew, wanted it. There was very little conscious thought. Janice had told him what to do, and being this horny - he didn't even go soft - he obeyed her. Every glance towards her confirmed what he wanted to know, that he was being a very good dog.

He lifted the insensate husky to the side of the couch, where she'd get to rest. Dutifully, he propped a pillow under her so her hips would remain slightly elevated. All the better for his swimmers to do their duty.

Joan needed no prompting. When Leon turned around, he was greeted by the welcome sight of the vixen spreading her legs, showing off just how wet and needy the display had gotten her. With a pair of fingers, she splayed those puffy folds, seeking to draw the shepherd to her. He didn't need any more prompting than that, either.

Janice handed him a condom, that be begrudgingly unwrapped and rolled it onto his shaft. He didn't question it. Then, like an animal, he was on top of Joan, mounting the moaning vixen eagerly. She didn't need any foreplay for it, and soon her legs were wrapped around his waist as she whimpered joyfully at the sensation of his cock sliding into her.

Leah scooted closer to get a better look at what was happening. Seeing Janice sabotage the condom like that - ensuring that the dog's little swimmers would have free reign in Joan's fertile womb - had her head swimming. She was shocked, yes, but there was also an almost deafening arousal to it. She felt like a co-conspirator of something incredibly erotic. The transgressive nature of it, ensuring that nature would have its way with Joan's body, it was so utterly hot to her that she could barely breathe. Knowing that if she said nothing, the vixen would end up a mother, with a kit or two growing inside her womb. She had to put a stop to it, but first, she wanted to enjoy the sight for just a few moments. Just seeing that rubber-covered shaft sliding in and out of Joan's clutching sex was sexy enough, and that secret knowledge she held only made it more so.

He gaze flicked over Leon's hefty balls. He'd already drained them once, but they looked just as full as ever. There was something almost profound about them, now. The sheer potency they held, the power to cause such fundamental changes to any female body, not to mention that his spicy musk seemed most concentrated around them. She wiped drool from her muzzle, nearly hypnotized by the way they bounced with each thrust. So virile, and already eager to spurt their contents into Joan's fertile depths.

Leah was so fixated on that display that she never noticed Janice's stepping away for a brief moment, fingers slipping into Taylor's well-bred and slightly gaping slit, gently scooping out a palmful of spent seed, still warm and potent.

"Mm, I know you don't want to risk anything, but I could always finger you to a nice orgasm or two while you watch," the coyote purred, keeping her other hand concealed as she ran the clean one down along Leah's back. "Wouldn't be fair to leave you hanging."

"Rrf, I don't know," Leah replied, squirming a little. She could feel her wetness spreading even more. She was mess down there, feeling the cool air on her soaked fur each time she shifted her legs.

"Aw, come on, I know you'd enjoy it," Janice continued, in her most seductive, whispery tone of voice. "I'd even finger-fuck you to the rhythm of his humping, so you could imagine it being his cock. But risk-free."

She flexed her hand, feeling the gooey strings of Leon's cum stretch between her fingers. Janice had, for as long as she could remember it, had a kind of fascination with cum, but it hadn't been a fetish until she'd met Leon. Now, she always felt bad about it being wasted, feeling that it needed to bestow its gift to as many women as possible. Herself excluded. She'd just enjoy it vicariously.

In Leah she saw a kind of kindred soul, someone who was clearly very into the fantasy_of it, but not the _reality. She'd help fix that, it'd just take some trickery and cunning. She'd understand how right it was when she began to show, her body glowing with that beautiful maternal energy. Not to mention the hormones that'd easily convince her of the wonders of pregnancy. Maybe one day someone would fix it for her too, but not yet. Maybe not ever. She'd let the thought of letting it happen linger and mature in her deepest fantasies for a little longer. She wasn't ready.

Leah was, though. Janice could smell her wetness and heat. Her desire. She'd never have admitted it, but unlike the other two, she wasn't here for easy sex. She was here because she was curious, wanting to see it happen. Secretly wanting it to happen to her too. Janice was determined to help, and she snuck a little closer to the other coyote, pulling her into her lap to watch more closely.

Joan moaned in ecstasy as she came, and Leah let out a small gasp watching her pussy clench around Leon's shaft. The dog groaned in response, but he wasn't there yet. His knot was only now beginning to swell. He hadn't sunk that into Taylor. He didn't need to, with the husky entirely unprotected and in heat. With Joan, he would. It wasn't a conscious thought, but some primal masculine impulse, knowing that he had to keep his cock inside her until the pierced condom had drained entirely, with all that cum deposited not safely in a piece of rubber, but deep in fertile heat where it belonged.

Leah was completely absorbed watching the base of his cock throb, the breeding bulb continuing to grow with each moment. She had to tell Joan what was about to happen, but when she opened her mouth, no words came out. Her throat felt incredibly tight and dry, with an anxious kind of excitement. No, insane as it was, she wanted to see this. Needed to see this. Her pussy clenched in sympathy, another trickle of her juices wetting her thighs. She slid her panties aside, slipping a finger into that sodden mess, keeping her movements unnecessarily subtle.

Janice snuck her hand further down Leah's body, inch by precious inch, closer to that vulnerable and yet so eager and receptive slit between her legs. Leon's cum clung to her fingers, thick and rich with life. She had to be patient. If she moved too quickly, Leah would probably shift, or at least suspect something, and so it was tiny steps towards her groin. Down along her rump, claws tickling at the coyote's soft fur. A little closer yet, along her inner thigh. Janice could feel the needy heat radiating from her most intimate and feminine place.

"Just imagine how it'd feel. Having in throb inside you. Knowing that he's pumping. Seeding you," Janice continued, narrating Leah's fantasies.

Her sticky finger brushed over Leah's outer lips. So close, now.

"Knowing that you can't do anything but let it happen, once that first spurt of cum coats your cervix. That it's too late. That your body will take over. I bet you'd cum so hard."

Leah shivered.

"At least let me help you fantasize about it, hm? Just imagine it's his cock pressing at your pretty little pussy..."

Leah gave a little moan. She'd never had that kind of contact with another woman before, either. But then, Janice was effectively roleplaying as a male, and that was what excited her. The smell of his cum was still thick in the air, too, mingling with the musky scent. The coyote drew in a sharp breath. If she didn't at least get some relief she'd definitely succumb to Leon's advances once he was done breeding Joan. No way she could resist. And then she'd get a bellyful of cum and all the consequences of that submission.

So, she spread her legs. Just a little, easing her thighs apart enough to give Janice better access to her, but trying not to look at her. That'd ruin the fantasy. Instead, she focused on how Leon was already trying to force his swelling knot into Joan's body. Each time that fleshy bulb pressed against her lips, it got a little further in, and if Joan's motions and whimpers were anything go by, she _wanted_it to. Leah quivered.

"Do it," she huffed, quietly, immersing herself in that impromptu erotic roleplay with Janice. "Fuck me pregnant."

"Mm-hm," Janice purred. That was what she needed. Of course, she actually _would_fuck Leah right into motherhood, but she'd not know before the morning sickness set in. Still, she'd soon understand how good it felt. Janice pressed two of her cum-soaked fingers - most of Leon's seed safely caught between them - against Leah's fertile slit. Then, inside, into that furnace-like soaking heat.

Leah moaned as she was penetrated. In her mind's eye, it was Leon slowly easing his cock into her, bare and unprotected, without any hesitation about what he was about to do. He'd growl dominantly as she claimed her, and then-

Janice thrust her fingers in deep. Leon's cum smeared over her inner walls, and Janice thrust again to push it deeper into her, where it belonged.

-then he'd start rutting, carelessly thrusting into her, treating her like just another bitch in heat, and-

Janice splayed her fingers inside of Leah, letting those globs of pup-batter dissolve into her juices, and working the rest of it deeper, deeper still, where those sexy little swimmers have the best chance to sneak past her cervix, up her tubes, and then accomplishing their only purpose.

-and then he'd start to twitch and throb, his balls pulling up tight as they prepared to drain their virile cargo into her in thick, heavy spurts, and she'd beg him to do it-

"P-please, I need you to k-knock me up," Leah stuttered, her voice fractured by the pleasure she was feeling, and the immense satisfaction her body was rewarding her with as Janice packed that cum tightly against her cervix.

Now, she'd just need to make the other coyote cum so she really drank it in. No doubt some of it was seeping into her already, but the moment she reached her climax her cervix would dilate and dip into the pool of spent cum inside her, just a little bit, gulping down that offering.

"Open your eyes, Leah. He's close. I want you to watch him cum," Janice commanded her.

She did. Just as she opened her eyes, she saw Leon's knot disappear into Joan's pussy. He threw his head back and let out a series of pleasured barks and whines, and once again, Leah watched it happen. The way his cock throbbed, the whole length of it flexing. She knew all that cum was erupting into her, not just into a condom. And she'd said nothing.

Together with Janice's fingers inside her, and her thumb mercilessly flicking over her clit, Leah came so hard she could barely breathe. She imagined that being her under Leon's quivering body, receiving his gift. Not that she wasn't - just not in the way it played out in her fantasies. As her silken inner walls clutched and milked around Janice's fingers, as she thrashed and squirmed with her juices wetting the sofa, her body did what it was designed to do, opening up just enough to let Leon's sperm drip into her fertile, ovulating womb.

She felt like she was enveloped by the softest clouds, barely aware of the passing of time, her entire world nothing but blinding ecstasy and a deep sense of satisfaction as her heat was sated only minutes after she'd gone into it. She kept cumming until stars were dancing across her vision, and only then did she manage to breathe in again.

Through tear-filled eyes, Leah watched as Leon finished seeding her friend, and she was panting happily too as Janice knowingly rubbed over her lower belly, giving her a satisfied little pat before moving to the dumbly panting shepherd to shower him with affection and love.

"Who's a good dog? You are! Such a good stud," she murmured, rubbing Leon's head and sending his tail into wagging overdrive. It was strangely adorable to watch, Leah thought. Those two had the oddest relationship. But right now, she was entirely too empty-headed from that orgasm to really think about anything in depth.

The memory of that night stayed with her for a good couple of weeks, and she'd constantly be rubbing herself as she fantasized about actually going through it, letting that dumb dog breed her. Life went on as it always did, though, with her focusing again on her studies, perfectly unaware of what was happening inside her. The only thing Leah knew was she'd never felt happier. All she could reason was that the experience had been exactly what she needed.

Until she woke up feeling a little queasy, that was. And then having to rush to the bathroom to dry heave the moment she smelled the pot of coffee she'd set to brew the night before.

Leah had no reason to suspect she was pregnant, of course. Even when Joan called her, the thought never crossed her. Sure, Joan had gotten knocked up, and Leah felt a _little_bad about letting it happen, but her? She hadn't even gotten fucked, so it wasn't a risk she was considering.

Then, Taylor called her too with a similar message. That was a little bit of a surprise; she'd been certain that she wasn't in a fertile period, and all that. While she talked with her, Leah looked down at her belly. She had put on a little bit of weight, hadn't she? Probably just some pudge from being so lazy, she tried to tell herself, but suddenly, there was a tinge of doubt to her thoughts.

What if she_was_ pregnant?

That'd be a catastrophe. She'd barely have time to finish her studies before it was time to become a mother. It'd be horrible.

But if it was horrible, why was the thought making her so goddamn wet? Her thighs were _matted_with her lust, and every part of her body felt so incredibly sensitive as she eased her drenched panties off.

Luckily, Leah did have a pregnancy test at home, just in case.

She used it with trembling hands. Hands that were only moments afterwards rubbing herself, mashing over her stiff little clit, with her mind fantasizing of how her belly would end up swelling, how her tits would get bigger and heavy with milk. She was terrified, and yet she hoped it'd happened somehow. Janice collapsed from the toilet seat onto the bathroom floor, whining and whimpering, clutching the test in her hand as she masturbated in a frenzy of lust and fear.

Only when the tension of Leah's impending orgasm built up to a boiling point, with her teetering just on the edge of climax, breathing raggedly and bucking her hips to grind her folds against her palm did she open her hand to look at what the test said.

A plus. Pregnant.

She let out an ecstatic howl, stiffened, and then splattered the bathroom floor with her juices in an orgasm just as good as the one Janice had given her.

Worries and consequences would just have to wait. Leah would ask Janice and Leon what'd happened, and then decide how to deal with it. But first, she was going to rub herself raw, deep into the night.