Author's Note:
Just a reminder that this story is a work of pure fiction featuring elements of degradation, human modification, slavery, exploitation, breeding, control and non-consent for a number of different things. If this is not your thing, please do not read this story!
To have a full understanding of the development of characters, plot and the evolution of some of the elements mentioned above, reading previous parts of the story would be beneficial.
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April's POV - 4 months into pregnancy.
My rounded stomach is making it more difficult for me to be mobile. I'm very large now that I'm nearly to full term. I'm not sure how long I have left before I'll go into labour, I still can't seem to understand the conversation that goes on around me as I did before. I've been putting it down to pregnancy and perpetual tiredness.
The last time Mr. Hellevan brought me to visit Ruben for a check-up they had spoken outside before Ruben returned to fuck me and breastfeed from me. Anything else but the pleasure seemed inconsequential at the time.
Today I'm propped up on a breeding post in day care, the post specially fitted to accommodate my bump for comfort. This was the most comfortable I could be at the moment. The pleasant side effect of studs stopping by to fill me up were appreciated too - the puddle of come beneath my spread thighs was sure to impress my owner when he picks me up.
The current stud - an older, heavier male - rutted his small dick into my ass, obviously finding more pleasure from the tightness there than in my stretched out pussy. Most studs - driven by their instincts and whatever modification serums they're on - go straight for the vagina, their male nature driving them to mate and breed. Only a select few were calculated enough to choose my ass over my pussy - especially since the breeding drive wasn't exactly fitting to me in my currently heavily pregnant state. It certainly didn't stop them from trying though.
After all I wasn't complaining, I'd grown to like anal well enough - past the initial discomfort of it. The jackhammer motions of the cock grew jerky right before the small knot of the male was forced in past the tight ring of my ass, the short jerks of his cock injecting come into me. I exhaled slowly as I felt the babies inside me wriggle while I rested from the short burst of activity.
I had been yearning to see the familiar stud I'd spent so long with during breeding. Gabriel. He hadn't been at day care on any of the days I'd been there since I'd conceived. Hopefully I'd see him before I went into labour, I was excited to show him the product of our time together - if they were his. After all, how strong would his sperm need to swim to get ahead of the already numerous loads of come I'd taken when I entered into heat.
The old male behind me disengaged and wandered off. I didn't move for a while as I dozed on and off, not planning on moving from my spot of comfort where my body is well supported. Not that I could move far even if I wanted to - my leash chained to the breeding post only stretched to allow me space to move to either side - to the left to relieve myself in the area designated for the bathroom, or to the right to settle into a more cushioned area.
I was startled awake by a stud coming to stand in front of me and licking my face. I peered up and saw Evan - the first stud that had knotted me at the dog park when I'd first been bought by my owner. The stud who had tenderly kissed me after he and both of our owners had taken me roughly in the dog park. My tail wagged as he nuzzled into my neck, licking at me before he pulled back and looked around. Once he'd obviously decided there was no-one near to chastise him, he planted a swift firm kiss to my lips, which surprised me since I found the rare contact to my lips somewhat alien now. He sniffed down my body which was merely supported by the mounting frame, he licked at then suckled from my breasts before moving down to sniff at and lick my bump. His gentle admirations set my heart pounding, this sweet male was being tender with me. Something I hadn't experienced since Gabriel had kissed me in the breeding kennels four months ago.
He moved round to my rear, sniffing at first my ass and then my pussy. Evan licked at my clit until I was squirming before he mounted me, his hard dick pressing into me swiftly. Something about our interaction had me believing the first time we met, Evan had been a relatively new stud - his inexperience and sensitivity had him frantically thrusting into me and coming in mere minutes those first few times.
But now, his firm but leisurely strokes were much more measured, his long cock pushing up into me at just the right angle. I whined with need as he started to increase the pace, feeling the tightening of my pussy as he pushed me towards orgasm. When I came, he didn't alter he pace for a second, his controlled thrusting eased me through my orgasm, prolonging it until I came again. After 15 minutes of thrusting, I could feel his knot start to form at his base and he started to push it a little into me on each thrust. Eventually when he sped up more he thrust all the way into me, his knot jolting me and making me howl at its fullness. Evan worked his hips in circles to unsure his knot was fully seated, his seal for his come tight in my pussy before his cock pulsed and started filling me with his warmth.
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