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Click hereNear the start of the new semester it was reported that a whopping 50 students were pregnant at my university. The cologne seemed to not effect women over a certain age. That made sense because the whole premise was around a women being "in heat" so only women who could get pregnant were infected. Out of those 50 I got three of them pregnant. The women in the article a while back, Elizabeth, was interviewed again and she was pregnant. The cologne was designed to attract any girl who smells it to me but as you can see if I'm nowhere near them after they're infected they have to satisfy their extreme hornyness using someone else. The other pregnant women were impregnated mostly by their boyfriends or fuck buddies and sometimes one night stands. It was a hefty dosage I used by accident. Every woman I shared a room with that night was infected. That meant an entire lecture hall, Monet's dorm building and my apartment building. The most pregnancies were from girls in my biological chemistry class. That's where I used the cologne to influence Monet and needless to say I fucked up.
It was a strange start to the semester. Parents were pissed. The school realized students that got pregnant no longer had a rapid decline in health. The other infected women continued to grow frail. Eleven were now hospitalized and one girl in particular was in critical condition. I had been having a lot of sex but in between it did weigh on my conscience. The university didn't know what to do. They were relieved once the reported amount of infected students eventually stopped increasing. Now my college was stuck trying to figure out what happened, how to save the sick girls and what to do with all the pregnant students. Normally a university doesn't do anything if a student gets pregnant but this was a large, sudden, illness-related result of something strange. The school paper claimed the university would offer support for their pregnant students but gave no further details. They knew the "cure" was pregnancy and didn't advertise it. They let people read the article and draw their own conclusion. Even in crisis a college can't encourage unprotected sex or pregnancy. They also couldn't encourage abortion as that was heavily tied to politics. For the most part the school was quiet. It was apparent their main focus was on saving the girls in the hospital.
It was unreal walking around campus. Winter time meant everyone was bundled up yet here and there you were still able to spot a pregnant student. It was around this time that I finally realized or, came to terms with, the fact that I had developed a pregnancy and impregnation fetish as well as a belly fetish according to Avery. I would get hard instantly when spotting a pregnant student. Not all of them were sexy but a majority of the ones I've come across were. It was wrong. I knew I secretly played a part in them getting pregnant so despite not being the baby daddy I could still look at a hot girl and think, "I'm the reason she's pregnant." I am well aware of how fucked up that is. What's worse is that sometimes I'd be checking out a hot pregnant girl in class just to discover she's not even pregnant, just a little pudgy in the stomach. Then I'd imagine how nice and round her belly would be if she was pregnant too. I'm not sure if she'd just look fat but in my head I pictured just a more pregnant looking belly. This was always followed by me feeling ashamed and trying to clear my head. I shouldn't be turned on from pregnant or plump strangers. It was early enough in the pregnancies that it was difficult to tell the difference. It made me feel terrible about myself. Luckily, Avery was helping me, or more like forcing me, to embrace my weird kinks.
It had been a long time since I had hooked up with Monet. I hadn't seen her since before Winter break. She had just called me to invite me over to her dorm. I was certain she was going to tell me she's pregnant. I hurried over to the small brick dorm building and waited for Monet to let me in. After a few minutes the metal door swung open and Monet greeted me with a nervous smile. My eyes examined her midsection as she walked me to her room. I didn't see a baby bump but I was sure she was pregnant. She was wearing an electric blue sweatshirt and navy track pants. It covered her completely and wasn't really her style.
When Monet opened the door to her room I was surprised to see that her roommate, a petite Asian girl, was there. It was hard to hide my disappointment, I thought that we were gonna hookup.
"I have something important to tell you," Monet announced. She locked the door and shot her roommate a worried look. Her roommate sat on her bed hugging a pillow. She nodded back to Monet who paced to the center of the room. Monet breathed in deep. "Jasmine and I are pregnant," she declared.
Jasmine, that's her roommate's name, it was killing me I couldn't remember it! Wait! Both her and her roommate are pregnant? I only had sex with Monet, what does Jasmine have to do with me?
"I don't blame you Joey, I think it's obvious Jasmine and I were infected with whatever that thing is that's caused so many girls here to get pregnant," Monet continued. She still sounded nervous. "The university said it would support all of the pregnant students, it never said financially but I guess that's what they mean? I don't know, but I don't expect you to-"
I cut her off. She was too freaked out. "Hey it's ok. I'm here for you," I comforted.
"Yes but Jasmine got knocked up from a random hookup the same night we first, um, she doesn't have anyone. She's been so kind to us for letting us meet up here all the time. Now that she's pregnant it's gonna be a little more rude to kick her out of her own room when we, uh, get together," Monet explained.
I was so lost. "What are you saying?"
"I mean she doesn't have anyone, Joey! Every time you come over here she has to leave. Now she's pregnant and all alone besides me so the least you can do is act like she exists, talk to her, get to know her, be friends with her. I don't know, I'm just so lucky to have you throughout this and if this whole mess means you'll be coming over more to help me out- I feel bad for Jasmine. I want us all to get along and get through this together," Monet clarified.
"Monet!" peeped Jasmine. Her words were muffled by the pillow. Her face turned bright red. The entire situation was embarrassing. I was ashamed because it was all my fault. Now Monet acted like I was a great person for sticking by her during her pregnancy.
"Sure, you know I'll be here for you and I'll help you both out with anything you need," I declared. I had no clue what I was agreeing to. It seemed important to Monet that I be nicer to Jasmine so I obliged.
Jasmine was squeezing the life out of her pillow. After an awkward silence she spoke up, "I'll get your number later Joey, we don't have to be friends if you don't want to be. Thanks for listening to Monet though, and being good to her." Her kind words hurt me. I was not a good person. The room was ghost quiet. "I guess I'll leave you two alone now," Jasmine announced. She hopped off the bed and headed toward the door.
"Wait!" Monet called. Jasmine froze with her hand on the doorknob. "Let's show him," Monet beamed. She started to giggle. Jasmine blushed.
"Noooo," Jasmine protested despite trotting back to Monet.
"Show me what?" I asked. Monet and Jasmine were both on the same page. I was not. They were blushing and giddy like they were excited, yet nervous.
"We were talking about our pregnancies earlier and comparing our baby bumps, check it out!" Monet grinned. Before I could interpret what she said Monet lifted her shirt up slightly to reveal her puny pregnant belly. It was a lot smaller than Avery's. Her stomach was always flat but now it had this tiny bump toward the bottom. It was so inconspicuous nobody would know she was pregnant. I marveled at the miniature bump. It wasn't even present throughout her stomach, it was only a slight swelling below and around her belly button. I couldn't believe my baby was growing inside that Egyptian goddess. Her golden flawless skin swelling from my seed.
Monet and Jasmine giggled. Monet was trying to get Jasmine to lift up her shirt to show me her baby bump. "Show him! We were comparing them earlier, come on!" Monet teased. Jasmine was bright red.
"Fine!" Jasmine gave in. She swiped Monet's groping hands away. Jasmine was wearing a big puffy white hoodie that covered everything. It was so big it even covered her butt. She was wearing jeans that looked a little too loose on her. I spotted Jasmine frequently pulling her pants up as if they didn't fit right. It must be hard finding good fitting clothes. Jasmine was a tiny girl. She was real flat chested with no ass either, and had arms and legs like toothpicks. Last time I saw her, she had an incredibly thin stomach even more so than Monet but not muscular like Vic. All around she was nothing but skin and bone. That was until she lifted up her hoodie and I saw a baby bump bigger than Avery's. It was only about twelve or so weeks since everyone got pregnant so it wasn't huge, yet it was massive compared to how much everyone else was showing. Monet was showing the least and here she was with the tiniest roommate who just happens to be sporting the largest baby bump I'd seen so far. Her skin looked so swollen and soft at the same time. I was starting to get hard thinking about how I was indirectly responsible for that amazing growing tummy. I think I was so shocked to see such a round, sexy belly on this little woman that I audibly gasped. Monet and Jasmine were laughing hysterically.
Monet shot her hand out to rub Jasmine's belly. Jasmine shrieked and shoved her shirt back down, knocking Monet's hands off of her. "Heyyyy what the fuck!" Jasmine gushed. She kept a firm grip on the end of her shirt to prevent Monet's hands from sneaking back to her belly. The two giggled playfully.
Monet continued messing with her friend until she spotted my erection. She stopped playing around with Jasmine and stared at it. A grin spread across her face. Her beautiful white teeth dazzled between her bright red lips. "Oops, I think Joey likes your tummy a bit too much!" Monet teased. I couldn't believe she said that. Now I was embarrassed with my body being brought to attention.
"No, I-" I stammered but Jasmine interrupted me.
"Really? You're hard right now? Just from seeing our midsections?" Jasmine laughed. I was beat red. I opened my mouth to speak but she continued. "I guess that means it's time for me to finally give you two some privacy. And for Monet to show you the other, uh, thing," Jasmine winked. She held her hand on her stomach as she walked to the door. "Nice to finally officially meet you, Joey," she called as she headed out. I was too dazed to respond.
Monet locked the door. She had a wicked smile. Her eyes shown with excitement. "I have something to show you," Monet paused to remove her sweater. "I finally have tits now!" Monet rejoiced. She was right. They weren't enormous but they were bigger than before. My best guess was they were almost a B cup before pregnancy and now they're a solid B, possibly almost a C. I honestly don't know anything about tits but I'm still a big fan of them. Once she took off her bra it appeared Monet's breasts had changed more than her belly. I'm sure that would change but for now it was true. Her boobs seemed to grow more than her tummy did. Her areola were darker and a bit larger too. That was much more drastic a change than her little baby bump. It was beginning to intrigue me how different each woman experienced pregnancy. Not every body changes with pregnancy the same. Until this experience I always thought all women grew the exact same amount in the exact same places. A school teeming with pregnancies taught me differently.
"Speechless huh?" Monet joked. I realized it had been a while since I said something. I was in a weird state of hornyness and shock.
"Yes, they're so sexy Monet!" I complimented.
"That's not all that's getting bigger," Monet proclaimed. She smiled as she wiggled out of her pants. After taking off her panties she turned to show off her ass. She gave it a hard smack. My cock oozed precum at the sight of her gold colored ass flesh rippling from the impact. Her bottom was always large, I actually couldn't tell it had gotten bigger. I did see that the way her belly swelled mostly at the bottom really helped her look extra pear-shaped. I loved her round ass so much. It was so much thicker than any other girl I've been with, yet her skin was silky and smooth. It was astounding for her to have an ass so thick and not have any cellulite. All around she had perfect, creamy, gold Egyptian skin. She was so thin everywhere but her thighs and ass too. I had missed having sex with her so much- I mean I missed her so much.
I remained silent as I took off my clothes. Monet was giddy with excitement. She bounced onto her bed, her curves jiggling as she did so. Once nude, I joined her on the bed. Strands of Monet's long black hair fell in front of her face. I brushed her hair back and caressed her face as I kissed her. Monet slowly laid on her back as I crawled forward on top of her, making out with her the whole time. I slowly went from making out with her to kissing her neck, working my way down to her tits. When I began to suck on Monet's nipples I felt her body shudder.
"They're sensitive," Monet choked out. Her voice sounded out of breath, as if she were trying to speak during an orgasm. "God, it's been too long," she panted. Monet forcefully grabbed my hand in both her hands and shoved my head into her chest. I didn't think I was doing much but she seemed to like it. I felt her body buck and grind beneath me. I knew she couldn't wait for me to fuck her. As she writhed under me I could feel her pussy brush against me at times. She needed me bad.
I sucked all over her breasts. Monet moaned, gasped, and shrieked with ecstasy. Eventually, her hands left my head to grab the sides of the bed, almost as if she were bracing herself. I kissed down to her belly and the adorable golden bump towards the bottom of it. Finally, I raised up and aligned my cock at her warm entrance. Monet bit her fiery red lip. "Oh fuck yess," she cried out as I entered her. It had been so long I forgot how great her pussy was. I felt her wet depths clamp around me immediately. Monet's eyes rolled back. Her body rocked in sync with my thrusts. Her ass and thighs appeared extra wide while laying down. I had to feel them. I ran my hands along her silky-smooth Egyptian goddess skin. There was something hypnotic about how her thighs quaked. Monet lifted her legs to wrap them around me. She pinned me within her, making sure I pounded her hard and never pulled out. The subtle noises Monet made were so sexy. No girl moans nearly as hot as Monet does. Her new, slightly bigger tits bounced in front of me, her tiny baby bump glistened with sweat, my hands on her heart-shaped ass, I couldn't last much longer. I gave a few more hard thrusts before I came inside her. It had been a while since I'd cum that much. She was so fucking sexy. Monet rode the waves of her own orgasm just as I pumped wave after wave of cum inside her welcoming pussy. Her hot cunt milked my cock dry. She was already pregnant yet her womb couldn't get enough cum.
Monet's eyes returned to normal after being rolled back. She continued to bite her bottom lip. Her bright white smile lit up the room. She looked very satisfied but we weren't done. I filled her sweet pussy with cum two more times before I had to go. It was a lovely reunion. Although I still believe I'm more of a boobs guy than ass man, there was something incredibly intoxicating about Monet's round ass. Everything else was so skinny on her, even while pregnant her waist was thin. We had an amazing time going at it in several positions until we were both sweaty and tired. I remember squeezing her big ass in my hands while pounding her doggy style. I would occasionally reach down to hold her small baby bump while I fucked her. I couldn't wait to see how big her ass would get with pregnancy, hopefully her tits would continue to grow too and it couldn't hurt to round out that belly of hers as well... wow what's wrong with me? I snapped myself out of it by smacking Monet's plump ass. She moaned in response. Her pussy slammed into me as she tried her best to move along with me. Her movements grew sloppy as she began to climax for the fourth time that afternoon. My hands slid down to her soft, pillowy thighs. Just before I could cum Monet pulled forward and turned around. She sat up, grabbed my swelling cock and jerked me off until I came on her belly. A sly smile crept across her face. She looked so proud of herself. My cum gradually dripped down her little bump. She bit her lip and grinned as she rubbed my semen into her tummy.
"What was that?" I asked out if breath. I had never cum on a woman before, not even crazy kinky Avery.
"It's to prevent stretch marks!" Monet beamed. I sat down next to her and spooned her curvy, naked body.
"You should be rubbing it on your ass then. You're belly is too small to worry about that," I joked. She slapped me playfully and backed her ass into my crotch.
"I do a good job of moisturizing my skin, I just missed a spot. Thought it would be hot," Monet smiled.
"It was, that was, um, kinky," I replied. My thoughts trailed off as I realized Monet must mean she lotions her ass and thighs to prevent any marks, that's what she basically said, right? That's awesome. I wondered if I could take over for lotion duties sometime.
"Yeah well get used to it," Monet laughed. "With these pregnancy hormones I've been way more horny than usual!"
Something about what Monet said clicked with me. It wasn't until a few hours later that the thought fully matured. I was walking back to my apartment after getting dinner with Avery. My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from an unknown number.
The text read, "Heyyy it's Jasmine! Monet gave me your number. She said she wanted us to be friends but if you're up to it I'd much prefer friends with benefits... I'm sure Monet won't mind, not that she has to know. Fuck, I'm sorry these pregnancy hormones got me losing my mind. I'm like, only thinking with my pussy these days. I apologize I'm being wayyyy too forward."
Aside from being the strangest, most unexpected string of texts I'd ever received, the strange feeling I had finally manifested into a full formed epiphany. "Pregnancy hormones!" I screamed in my head. That's what stuck with me after having sex with Monet! She said her pregnancy hormones were making her constantly horny. Then Jasmine brought them up too, pregnancy hormones! My face lit up. There was no hiding my joy. I had just figured out a cure. I could save those dying girls in the hospital. Jasmine was attractive and all but I could reply to her later. There was no time to hookup, I was on the verge of a breakthrough. Jasmine was real tiny, a stick figure with arms and legs like twigs. Whenever I saw her in the past I didn't think much of her as her paper thin body wasn't really my type. Today was a different story. She still had no curves of any kind except one big baby bump. It was only because of that round bump and her sexy slender face that I added her number... for later, there was something important to do.
The only problem was I had no idea how to make my thoughts a reality. I called Victoria and told her I had an idea for a cure and needed her help. She helped me make the cologne that started this mess, it was only right that she help me make the thing to end it. Although I hadn't seen her since before winter break she reluctantly agreed to meet me. She hadn't been to work either. I asked our boss and he told me she didn't quit, however, she would have to come into the lab soon if she wanted to keep her position. I can't lie I was excited to see her. She demanded I tell her my idea for the cure on the phone, I refused. It had been so long I was afraid the only way to get her to see me was to tell her about my idea in person. Vic told me to come to her apartment as we definitely couldn't talk about it in public. I unlocked the safe in my closet and grabbed what was left of the cologne. I wasn't sure if we needed it but I figured it would be good to have in case we did.