The Futanari Club (ALT) (Patreon)

"Week's up, bitch. You fucking better be pregnant."

Heather was lying on her back on the floor of the futanari club room. Her whole body was sore, especially her vagina. She'd lost count of how many times Naomi had cum inside her, let alone the other degrading things that she'd been forced to do to satisfy the futanari girl's lust. Around them was the sound of sex, which hadn't stopped for nearly a week straight. Now, it was the moment of truth.

Naomi and some of her girls were looking at the pregnancy test in amazement. "It says you're..." She looked down at the test guide as the other girls gasped. A long moment passed.

Heather's vagina twitched, sending a small stream of cum down her leg. She was waiting too, feeling her heart beating fast. Not just because of the deep ache in her pussy, but also because the answer would determine her survival. To tell the truth, the former soccer captain wasn’t sure if she wanted to survive more than she wanted to see her bitch of a lover disappointed.

But she’d never get that pleasure. As the leader of the Futanari Club turns to look down at her new sex slave, Naomi gives her a contemptuous smirk.

“Pregnant~!” She finally pronounces, in a sing-song tone. “You’re pregnant, bitch!”

(I'll be taking a break next week to work on a few other things, but the week after will be the next chapter of Moving in with a Predator!)