Story Two - Annabel's Pregnancy

Written for the Literotica story challenge, 'TIS THE SEASON FOR CONCEPTION'

This story can be read in isolation, but is best read after reading 'Story 1 - Annabel's Breeding'.

All work is fictional, and based on the author's thoughts and imagination. All characters are written to be over 21 years of age and consenting to the activities depicted. Non-consensual sexual activities are a crime and not condoned in any way by the author.

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Annabel's pregnancy was more or less as standard as they come. She experienced some intermittent morning sickness at the start of her second trimester, with regular check-ups showing that the baby was growing happy and healthy.

Annabel was petite, with the pregnancy causing her tiny stomach and fake breasts to swell beyond her wildest dreams. Annabel's once gorgeous body was changing every week.

What hadn't changed was Annabel's sex drive and desire to dominate her husband Carl behind closed doors. Carl was a Project Manager by day and a devoted subordinate to Annabel by night. To the outside world, the tall, dark and handsome Carl was the alpha male, but the constant ache of his tortured nipples and spanked ass reminded him otherwise.

Annabel and Carl had struggled to fall pregnant, eventually finding out that Carl had an extremely low sperm count. They identified and undertook a clinical 'natural method' for pregnancy which worked for them on their first attempt.

The 'natural method' included Annabel being inseminated by five strangers, whose identities would never be revealed to Carl and Annabel. The 'donors' wouldn't even know if Annabel was successfully impregnated.

Not being submissive by nature, Annabel was forced by the pregnancy to submit to the changes in her body occurring without her authorisation. Although she continued to eat well and exercise whenever she could, Annabel saw the changes in her body as a dominant force that was out of her control. Being forced from her dominant ways into complete submissiveness, filled Annabel's thoughts constantly.

Annabel had purchased many new dominatrix clothing options, allowing her belly room to expand through the leather straps. Her original firm C-cup breasts had grown to at least a DD, stretching the skin tightly over the firm breast tissue. She enjoyed looking at the deep blue and purple veins that had appeared.

One evening, after cooking for Annabel wearing nothing but his apron and a large anal plug, Carl entered the bedroom to find Annabel adjusting the leather straps of a new body harness. Even from behind, with its black leather straps and shiny silver ring in the centre of Annabel's back, Carl knew it was going to be exquisite. Annabel turned to face Carl as she tucked away the last strap.

"What do you think, Hunny? Are you ready to give yourself completely to your pregnant Goddess?"

"Yes, Mistress. My body is yours to play with," Carl answered instinctively.

The harness was more than exquisite, Carl figuring this was the $600 purchase from Leather Craft last month. Around Annabel's neck was a thick black leather strap, with a silver buckle at the front. This held up thinner straps that framed Annabel's large breasts. Each intersecting strap wrapped around a silver ring.

The straps fit perfectly above and below Annabel's pregnant belly, but it was the silver ring at her crotch that caught Carl's attention. It was large enough to hold a strap-on dildo, larger than any dildo they'd previously owned.

"Crawl to Mistress," Annabel purred as Carl dropped to his hands and knees. As Carl neared Annabel, she sat on the bed, raising one of her little feet in front of his face.

"If you want a release tonight, you need to take it slowly. I want at least an hour of your attention before I'll even think of your pleasure. Pamper my feet like your life depends on it."

Carl loved everything about Annabel's body, her little toes no different, popping them into his mouth as Annabel kept up her encouragement. As Annabel lay back on the bed, Carl spotted that the harness was crotchless, the straps going from the dildo ring, down and around her firm ass.

The glistening juice on Annabel's vagina was too much temptation. Carl jumped towards it, landing with his lips directly on Annabel's clitoris. For the next fifteen minutes, Carl devoured Annabel as she writhed around in pleasure, rubbing her swollen stomach as she would clench in orgasm.

"Come and suck my aching nipples, Hunny," Annabel encouraged.

Taking to the fetish of having Carl suckle on her breasts regularly, Annabel's long nipples were always sensitive, becoming painful during the suckling. Annabel saw this as submitting to her baby, with the pain part of her pleasure. Annabel could often orgasm just from breastfeeding Carl. The pain and pleasure causing Annabel a full body experience.

Tonight was no different. Annabel reached for her vibrating wand, holding it against her clitoris as Carl sucked her nipples deep into his mouth. Annabel entered a state of orgasmic bliss for over ten minutes, as her nipples were stretched, becoming sore and painful.

"On your back, Hunny. It's your turn. Legs up and open."

With Annabel's constant state of arousal, and her desire to still dominate Carl, his ass would receive regular attention. If Annabel's body had to change for the baby, she ensured Carl's body would feel some change as well. Tonight, Carl would be stretched further than ever before.

"I have something new for you as well," Annabel said to Carl, removing his large anal plug. Annabel reached under the pillow, producing their biggest dildo yet. At ten inches long, it wasn't the length, it was the girth. Over three inches in diameter. It looked more like two soda cans stacked on top of each other than a penis.

"Oh no, baby. I don't think I...."

"Shhh, Shhh, Hunny. If I have to feel the pain of having my hole stretched in a few months, you can experience some stretching as well. Just relax."

Annabel did take it easy on Carl, working the dildo into him little by little, but after it was in and well lubricated, Annabel was relentless. The dildo was inside of him for over thirty minutes. Carl's only stimulation was Annabel's pregnant stomach dragging across his erect penis from time to time. Annabel ploughed away until Carl couldn't take any more, finally resorting to the use of their safe word.

After using the safe word, Annabel pulled the dildo swiftly from Carl, caressing, cuddling and kissing him after she had pushed him too far.

"Could I have a release, Mistress?" Carl begged.

"No, Hunny. You know the rules around using the safe word." For all Carl had done and received, he did not get to enjoy the sweet reward of orgasm that night.

As time went by, Carl would dread the evenings after Annabel had seen the Doctor, especially if an internal examination was involved. Annabel would fantasise during these check-ups and have a 'special' evening planned for Carl.

"If I have to be examined, so do you," Annabel would tell Carl after dinner. "Pants down and over the table. Your prostate is mine tonight!" Annabel would rub away at Carl's prostate until he started leaking semen, regularly half filling a shot glass before Annabel made him drink it.

At 32 weeks pregnant, Annabel's stomach muscles had parted to make way for the growing baby. The look of her stretched skin making Annabel continuously aroused. Unless leaving the house, Annabel wouldn't wear a top, admiring the way her once trim and tanned body was being assaulted by her baby. When outside the house, Annabel would rarely wear a bra, enjoying that men would ogle her inflated breasts and pointed nipples.

Multiple times per day, Annabel's crotch would burn with desire, leading her to rub her clitoris through the fabric of her panties, or sit on her vibrator for hours on end.

Annabel would pounce on Carl as soon as he entered the door after work, or be waiting on the kitchen table with her legs spread, ordering Carl to lick her vagina and have his way with her.

By 34 weeks, Carl was required to service Annabel's needs multiple times per day. It was exactly as Annabel hoped. The more the pregnancy wrecked her once taut and terrific body, the more sexual she became. Her vagina was constantly leaking a mixture of pregnancy mucus and her natural lubricant. Annabel couldn't move without her labia rubbing on her thighs, reminding her of her aroused state.

A few hours after a particularly long pounding, Annabel started to get strong stomach cramps.

"Carl, I think it's time. The baby might be coming." Annabel gathered a few things as Carl brought the car to the front door, assisting Annabel into the front seat.

"I've been waiting for this, Carl. I want to feel the pain. I cannot wait for the baby to damage me, to see my vagina torn open."

Annabel was moved quickly to a birthing suite, and an internal inspection was arranged with a midwife. The midwife sat on the edge of the bed, reaching under the sheet as two lubricated fingers were slid inside Annabel. Annabel stared lovingly at Carl who was positioned at the end of the bed. Annabel pulled enough of the bedsheet up so Carl could see the midwife probing Annabel's vagina.

"When was the last time you had penetrative intercourse?" the midwife said to Annabel with a hint of a scowl, removing her hand and inspecting the discharge on her fingers.

"Um, this morning," Annabel replied shily, biting her lip. Carl went red with humiliation.

"And your doctor has asked you to stop? You do know that the semen weakens your cervix, which can lead to premature labour?"

"He has told me, but, well, look at my husband," Carl blushed further. "It's hard not to want him." The midwife never turned to look at Carl.

"Annabel. It is best for your baby to stay inside for a few more weeks. Your cramps are most likely from this morning and will settle down. No more intercourse! No matter how good your husband looks."

Annabel was discharged shortly after and told to take it easy at home, with no more penetrative sex until the baby was born.

"You looked, and you liked it, didn't you, Hunny?" Annabel turned to Carl as he drove home, running her hand up the leg of his shorts, massaging his testicles.

"You heard the midwife, you need to calm down a bit with the sex."

"I heard her, but like fuck am I going to stop. It's my body and this baby will not stop me from having pleasure. It can take my beauty, but not my sexuality!"

No sooner had Carl stepped into the house, Annabel pulled his pants down and sucked his cock until it was hard. She scratched and pulled hard at his testicles, telling Carl off for looking under the sheet at the hospital, spanking his ass at the same time.

Annabel sat on Carl's penis, driving it inside her until the head of his penis punched into her tender cervix. Each pounding blow deep inside of Annabel hurt, but the pain was her pleasure. Now that she knew she wasn't going to go into labour, Annabel was relentless. She rode Carl for over an hour, orgasming countless times until her cervix couldn't take any more. Carl begged not to be made to ejaculate inside of her, but Annabel ensured he emptied his full load of semen, splashing it inside her stretched sore vagina.

Annabel went to 41 weeks with the pregnancy. From 38 weeks onwards, Annabel's obstetrician would conduct weekly stretch and sweeps which involved the Doctor inserting fingers into her vagina, pushing on her cervix in an attempt to bring on labour.

Each evening after her internal examination, Annabel would be increasingly aroused. In her words, 'being fingered by the doctor' was always sexual. Usually this meant a long pegging session for Carl. Sometimes he would be ordered to have intercourse with Annabel in the doggy-style position. Either way, Carl knew to be prepared for action as soon as he got home.

Because Annabel's body was so small, the obstetrician wanted to induce Annabel at 38 weeks, but Annabel refused. Allowing the baby to be as big as it needed to be, felt to her as another way of surrendering to her dominant baby.

Annabel's labour came on slowly, but then swiftly. As she went to bed the night before, deep inside, Annabel knew it was happening. A twinge from time to time. Restlessness. By 8am, she was having long painful contractions. Carl drove them to the hospital, his heart racing the whole time.

"Today's the day, Hunny. This baby is going to have its final way with my body. I'm so horny thinking of the pain I'm about to receive. Is this what you feel when I'm pegging you, Hunny? Loving me when I give you pain for your pleasure? I love this baby for giving me this pain."

Annabel was ushered quickly to the birthing suite, removing all of her clothing as soon as she stepped inside.

"Let's give you an inspection to see where you are at," the midwife told Annabel.

"Lay back on the bed for me." Annabel lay on the bed, spreading her legs whilst maintaining eye contact with Carl as the midwife took some lubricant on her gloved hand, sliding two fingers inside of Annabel's vagina.

"Fuck, I feel so pretty right now," Annabel said seductively to Carl.

"You are pretty," Carl said in return, coming close and holding her hand through another painful contraction.

To anyone who had seen Annabel nine months earlier, they wouldn't have thought she was the same woman. Her breasts had almost doubled in size, developing wide blue veins all over them. With the constant suckling from Carl, Annabel's dark brown nipples were almost an inch long, constantly erect and sore from the attention.

Her stomach, which was lean and sculpted when she was 25 years old, was now covered with long stretch marks. The telling trait of abdominal muscle separation could be seen with a long brown stretch mark that ran down the front of her belly. What once was a tiny belly button was now everted, protruding proudly from her body.

Carl couldn't help but look at Annabel's splayed open vagina, reminding him that it was once so pretty, pink and compact. Already bright red and oozing mucus, it would narrow and expand, winking at him with each contraction. There was nothing about it that appealed to Carl at this moment, however Carl could feel a movement in his pants. Through everything he was seeing, he was still turned on by Annabel's sexuality.

"Six centimetres. You have a little way to go, Annabel," the midwife said, removing her fingers.

"Can I have a minute with my husband?" Annabel asked the midwife, panting through a contraction.

"Sure. We will give you half an hour or so before your next examination. Use your bell if the pain gets too much," the midwife added as she pulled the door closed behind her.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Annabel pulled Carl close to her, whispering in his ear between contractions.

"You looked, didn't you, you naughty boy?" Carl nodded his head. "I need you to experience some pain, one for being naughty, looking at my exposed pussy, and two, because if I am in pain, you can be in pain as well."

Annabel slid a hand into Carl's shorts, squeezing his testicles tightly.

"Into the bathroom, naughty boy."

Annabel rustled in her bag before following Carl into the bathroom, stopping for another contraction on her way. Annabel entered, locking the bathroom door behind them.

"Clothes off. You know what is coming," Annabel said through gritted teeth.

Annabel pushed the lid down on the toilet before Carl figured out what was happening. Annabel had a small toiletries bag with her, producing a rubber dildo from it. This was her favourite dildo to use on Carl. It had a large knot in the centre that was always hard for Carl to get into his ass. With its suction cup, she stuck it to the toilet lid, covering it with thick lubricant.

"Sit. I want it all the way in you."

"We shouldn't be doing this, Annabel. You should be looking after yourself."

"I am looking after myself. Sit on it or I will force it into you." Carl reluctantly removed his shorts and underwear, slowly lowering himself onto the dildo, feeling the knot expand his anus.

"Fuck, that hurts," Carl said, looking for Annabel to allow him to stop, or at least allow his anus some respite.

"Good," was all Annabel said as she pushed Carl back so he was leaning against the toilet's cistern, completely impaling him on the dildo, pushing the knot deep inside his ass. Through another strong contraction, Annabel squatted down on her knees, taking Carl's penis in her hands.

"I saw you getting hard when you were looking at the midwife fingering my pussy. The mess I'm in turns you on, doesn't it?"

"Yes Mistress. Your body turns me on." Annabel took Carl's penis in her mouth, letting out a long, "Ohhhh," through another strong contraction. Two or three sucks was all it took for Carl to be fully erect.

Annabel stood, turned and straddled Carl's penis. With her vagina releasing vast amounts of mucus, Carl slid into Annabel's vagina without any resistance. It was a feeling unlike anything Carl had ever had. So wet and lubricated, Annabel's vagina was wide, giving no friction around his penis at all. With her uterus pushing towards her opening, Annabel's vagina only allowed a few inches of penetration before Carl's penis slammed into her cervix.

It was pain and pleasure for them both, the likes of which they had never experienced. Annabel let out a long growl. Carl didn't know if she was orgasming or contracting. Maybe both!

"No more, baby. I cannot hold back," Carl said, nearing his own release. Carl was usually good at holding his orgasm until told to release, but with everything happening, today it was too much stimulation for him.

Annabel stood and squatted, pulling Carl's saturated penis with her hand two times before letting go. Carl's ruined orgasm was both the best and worst he'd ever had. The rope of semen that ejaculated from Carl completely covered Annabel's large breasts. Easily the most he'd ever produced from a single orgasm. Semen dripped and hung from Annabel's erect nipples.

Although impressive, a ruined orgasm always left Carl wanting more. Carl wanted to masturbate to continue the pleasure, but self-pleasure for Carl was strictly prohibited.

"Clean it up for me?" Annabel pouted with wide 'puppy-dog' eyes. Annabel leant away from Carl, as Carl leant forward chasing her breasts with his tongue.

The dildo's large knot pulled free from Carl's ass. With a painful, "Oww," his tongue caught a big drip of semen as he jolted forward.

"Are you okay, Annabel?" the midwife called out, knocking on the bathroom door.

"Yep. Just cleaning up," Annabel said loudly with a cheeky smile as her next contraction started.

Annabel exited the bathroom first, leaving Carl to clean himself up and inspect his gaping anus.

"Annabel, we have a group of trainee Doctors at the hospital today," the midwife started to question Annabel. "We are wondering if you'd allow them to come in during your next inspection."

Annabel could hardly believe it. The humiliation of showing more strangers the most intimate area of her body was a massive desire for her. She couldn't just say 'Hell Yes' and tried to act like it wasn't exactly what she wanted.

"I guess so. Would they all need to, you know, do their own inspection?"

"A midwife will do an inspection so we know what your measurement is, then maybe one or two. How about as many as you are comfortable with?"

"I guess so," Annabel replied, trying her hardest not to blush with enthusiasm.

Carl appeared from the bathroom, sitting gingerly on a large, padded chair opposite Annabel as the team of trainee Doctors entered the room.

"How are you going, Annabel?" one of the doctors asked as Annabel felt her strongest contraction yet.

Annabel could no longer get comfortable through her contractions. One minute she was standing, pointing her naked ass at Carl, the next moment she was on the bed with her legs open.

"Pretty ready for this baby to come out," Annabel puffed through gritted teeth.

"Some pain medication?" the midwife asked.

"No. Not yet," Annabel breathed deeply.

"Mind if we see how you've progressed in the last hour?" Annabel lay on her back on the bed, looking into Carl's eyes as his penis stirred again. Carl knew this was exactly what Annabel wanted.

"You're going to anyway. Just do it."

Annabel had now received many internal inspections, instinctively putting herself into her inspection position. Lying on her back, she pulled her feet up to her body as far as she could, allowing her legs to splay open widely.

Two of the male doctors looked away, maybe seeing a birthing woman's vagina for the first time, as the midwife took some lubricant on her gloved hand.

"So, Doctors, we will take two fingers to start with, seeing how far apart we can get them as an estimation of dilation. Annabel was approximately six centimetres an hour ago. What else are we feeling for?"

"Position of the head and engagement with the pelvis," one doctor chimed in enthusiastically.

"Very good. Would you like to go first?"

Annabel enjoyed the next three to four minutes as all four Doctors felt inside her vagina. Even through strengthening contractions, Annabel was as aroused as she had ever been. As each doctor nervously placed their fingers inside Annabel and probe her cervix, she would stare into Carl's eyes, fucking him with her gaze.

"I really feel the need for this baby to be out. I want to give a push," Annabel begged to the midwife.

"How dilated do we think Annabel is?" the midwife asked the doctors collectively.

"Eight centimetres," one said.

"I think closer to nine," added another.

"And if the mother feels the need to push at nine to ten centimetres dilation we should.... "

"Let her push," one of the doctors said cautiously.

"Go ahead, Annabel. If you want to give a little push, I will see what happens."

The midwife put her fingers back inside Annabel, feeling her cervix fully dilate as she pushed.

"It's time, Annabel, we are going to push this baby out."

"Carl, come and sit on the bed," Annabel ordered. Carl sat up at the head of the bed, as Annabel got on her knees and elbows, leaning on Carl's chest, looking him in the eyes. Two of the trainee doctors looked away again, now faced with the view of Annabel's crowning vagina.

"Oh fuck, it's hurting me so bad," Annabel cried to Carl.

"Listen to the midwife, baby. Push hard when she says."

"I can feel it. My cunt is burning! This baby is going to split me open!"

"And if we can see here, doctors," said the midwife, still in teaching mode, "if we don't cut her, she will split through to her anus. Birthing mothers won't feel the cut. It will be relief as we release the pressure on their skin."

The midwife took some surgical scissors, cutting Annabel to release the tension of her splitting skin.

"Oh!" Annabel screamed, grabbing Carl by his testicles, squeezing them hard. "If I'm in pain, you can be as well." Carl's face screwed up as the doctors saw what Annabel was doing.

"I've split. I know it," Annabel added.

"I can see your baby's head, Annabel. It has lovely thick black hair, just like its Daddy," the midwife encouraged. "Next push, the head will come out."

"Make it a big push, baby. I love you," Carl said encouragingly as Annabel bore down with a final push.

It was at this time, with his testicles being squeezed beyond comprehension, that Carl remembered the 'natural breeding' method they'd used to become pregnant. Although everyone else in the room thought Carl was the father, Annabel and Carl knew otherwise.

Carl was there as Annabel was seeded, remembering seeing the skin colour of one of the donors. A black finger had come past the curtain as Annabel and the donor climaxed together. Surely not. Out of the five donors, surely they wouldn't end up with a black baby.

A hush came over the doctors as Annabel pushed for the last time, the baby being completely withdrawn from her body. A few seconds later, a baby's cry wailed through the room like a siren. Annabel rolled onto her back, covered with mucus and blood, as a healthy, dark-skinned baby boy was placed onto her panting chest.