The Womb Tattoo

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I woke up this morning feeling strange. It was as if I had this empty feeling deep in the pit of my stomach, and nothing seemed to satisfy it.

As the day dragged on, it got worse. The empty feeling became a tingle, and then a dull ache. I began to feel hot, and I started to get oddly aroused for no reason. My rear end began to get very sensitive. At one point, while at work, I sat down too quickly and ended up letting out a soft moan.

I was so embarrassed!

By the end of the day, I felt like my whole body was on fire. I rushed home, my body burning up with lust and a desire for this empty feeling to go away, for something to come along and just... fill it.

When I got home, I rushed into my room and tore my clothes off, hoping it would cool me down, but still, I kept burning. Then, I turned and looked in the mirror, and what I saw shocked me; a tattoo, right across my waistline, just above my crotch, so bright and vibrant, it was almost like it was glowing. In fact... Yes! It was glowing, almost pulsing, and with each pulse, those feelings of lust and desire flooded my mind.

I moved closer to the mirror in order to examine the mark across my belly. It appeared to be in the shape of a heart, only with sharp, almost jagged points all around it, and something that looked like... wings... maybe, jutting out on each side.

I ran my fingers along my belly, hoping the mark would simply rub off, but as my fingertips touched the edge of the glowing symbol, I was overwhelmed by a rush of arousal and excitement! Everything I had felt throughout the day came rushing back tenfold. I could feel my balls constrict as cock instantly became hard! Without warning, a huge load of cum shot out from the tip of my cock and sprayed all over the mirror.

It was incredible! I have never had such a quick and intense orgasm, and all from a simple touch of this strange symbol. My legs suddenly turned to jelly. I dropped to my knees. As my ass hit the ground, I let out a loud moan! Once again, my balls started to churn and constrict, my body erupted with sinful desires, and my cock, which should have been completely spent after that explosive orgasm, started to harden once again.

I looked back at myself in the mirror. Now on my knees, my head aligned perfectly with the splatter of cum on the glass, giving the illusion of my face completely covered in my own jizz. I stared at the cum-coated whore in the mirror, and I couldn't help but feel that it all seemed so... right. With two fingers, I reached out and scooped some of the dripping liquid and placed it to my lips.

It was delicious.

Just then, the door to my bedroom opened. You had heard my moan and came to investigate. There you stood, looking down at me, your roommate, as I knelt on the floor, naked, my hardened cock forming a puddle of pre-cum on the floor, my ass throbbing with a desire to be filled, and the taste of my own cum, the cum that was now drying on the mirror in front of me, still dancing on my tongue.

I couldn't have been more humiliated! I tried to stand, but my legs wouldn't let me. As I wobbled and nearly fell over, you reached out and grabbed my arms, pulling me up and onto my feet. As you sat me down on the edge of the bed, I tried desperately to cover myself, to cover my hard cock, dripping with pre-cum, and most importantly, to cover the strange glowing mark on my waist, but no sooner had I put my arms up to cover myself than you swatted them away, carefully examining bright pink heart pulsing above my crotch.

"Wait! Don't!" I try to say, my face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

"I can't believe it." You whisper in response. "It... it actually worked!"

I look back at you in utter confusion as you stare intently at my waist. What do you mean it worked? What worked?

It was then that you explain what you had done.

A few weeks ago, you had purchased a strange item from a used book shop. It appeared to be some kind of spell book. You were fascinated by it, and you quickly began reading through the various spells and incantations. You eventually came across a spell which you found very intriguing; a sexual slavery spell that would engulf your target with feelings of uncontrollable lust and force them to submit to your every desire. Eager to see if the book was real, you decided to test it out... on me.

My jaw dropped as you detailed what you had done. There's no way you were serious. This had to be some kind of joke... right?

You continued to explain that, by now, the spell had fully taken hold over my body. I was now totally under your control; the mark on my waist was proof of that. I was now your loyal and devoted sex slave, completely and utterly submissive... and breedable.

"Breedable!?" I exclaim.

"Yes. Breedable." You smile, pointing towards my waist.

You explain that the mark on my belly is called a "womb tattoo." The heart-shaped part of the mark was meant to represent a woman's uterus, and the two things jutting out of the sides that I thought were wings were actually a pair of ovaries.

"And it is not just a name." You state, almost proudly. "It's called a 'womb tattoo' because, once it is applied to the target, it slowly transforms their body into the perfect, breedable sex slave, whether that target is woman, or in your case, a man."

It couldn't be true... could it? It just wasn't possible!

But, deep down, part of me knew you were right.

The empty feeling in the pit of my stomach, that strange, uncontrollable need to be filled, that burning lust that, even now, had engulfed my body, right down to my core, it was all proof of the brand new, fertile womb that had formed inside of me, a womb that is now crying out for someone to come and full it, to thrust deep inside of me and pump me full of their thick, potent seed.

I needed it. I needed it so badly.

I needed to be bred.

"And that's not all." You shouted, lifting up your shirt. "Your little womb tattoo wasn't the only spell I tested out."

There, across your waist, was a tattoo of your own, glowing with a bright violet aura. It didn't look like my heart shaped womb tattoo at all. This one was... longer; a long shaft with a bell shaped point on one end and two round shapes on either side of the other end. I suddenly realized what it reminded me of, what it had to be.

It was a cock.

"A cock tattoo!" You exclaim! "Do you like it?"

I stare at the glowing mark on your waist, completely transfixed. A cock tattoo? If that is the case, does that mean...

I looked down and noticed the visible bulge in your pants, and suddenly everything clicked. I realized what it was that my body was missing, what I needed to fill that empty feeling deep inside of me.

Cock... I needed cock.

I needed YOUR cock, and I needed it NOW!

"On your knees, bitch!" You commanded.

Before I could even process the words, my body obeyed, and I dropped to the floor.

"Hands behind your head." You said, and suddenly, my hands were glued to the back of my neck.

"Open your mouth." You said once again, and my lips instantly parted. No matter how hard I tried, I could not close them.

Confidently, you stood over me, unzipping your pants and allowing your erect, nine inch cock to pop out into full view.

It was massive, easily putting what I had between my legs to shame. The smell of your massive meaty cock invaded my nostrils, causing my mouth to water and a drop of drool to drip down my chin.

Unable to move, I could only watch as you pointed the head of your cock towards my gaping mouth and pushed it inside. I offered no resistance, my face reduced to nothing more than a hole for you to fuck. Despite the humiliation, I couldn't help feel a sense of accomplishment by having you use me. This is what I was for. This is what my holes were meant for; giving my master pleasure and serving your needs.

"Yes! Take it! Take my cock, you whore!"

As your cock pushed against the back of my throat, my eyes rolled back in bliss. Every grunt and moan you let out as you violated my mouth was like a badge of honor. Even as you grabbed the back of my head and forced me down until my chin was resting on your heavy, swollen balls, I couldn't help but feel proud of myself. It was as if every inch of cock I took, the happier I became. With every thrust, I was becoming a better whore for you...

Daddy...

And that was how it was meant to be.

Suddenly, you slid your cock out of my mouth with a pop, slapping the spit-covered shaft across my cheek as you towered over me, coating my face in a mix of saliva and pre-cum.

"Stand up." You shouted, and I am immediately on my feet.

"Lie on the bed," and I lied down without any hesitation.

"Legs up, over your head."

Suddenly, my ankles were resting on either side of me. The only thing going through my mind in the moment was that I couldn't believe my legs could bend so far.

I watched as you crawled up and onto the bed with a smile, taking your large, throbbing cock in your hands and lining it up with my virgin asshole.

No. It wasn't an asshole. Men have assholes, but what I had was a pussy, a tight little boy-pussy for my master's daddy-cock!

"It's time to breed you, you sissy-bitch." You smiled, and it was only then that I realized what was about to happen.

My newly-formed virgin womb was about to accept my master's cock for the first time. You were about to fuck me, to breed me, to pump me full of your thick seed and impregnate me. After that, I would no longer be able to call myself a man. I would become nothing more than a bitch... your breeding bitch.

I had to stop it. I had to resist... but why? After all, isn't this what's supposed to happen? Aren't you supposed to breed my little boy-pussy with your big, hard cock? Aren't I meant to bear your children, to have them grow in my belly for nine months, to have my breasts grow big and full with milk to nurse your beautiful babies, and to watch as my body is transformed from a rough, masculine man into a soft, feminine little whore?

"Anything you want to say before I thrust it in?"

This was it. I had to decide. Do I let you fuck me? Do I allow myself to be bred by you? Is this what I really want?

In response, I simply take my hands as stretch open my tight little boy-pussy.

"Breed me, Daddy."

You force yourself deep inside of me, and my eyes roll back in pleasure as my ultimate purpose is finally fulfilled. You waist no time fucking me senseless, pounding my tight little boy-cunt for all it is worth. You smile as you look down at me, forcing me deeper and deeper into the mattress with each thrust.

"Open your mouth." You command before spitting down my throat. I can taste it on my tongue, and it is the most delicious thing I have ever had.

"Swallow," and I happily gulp down your saliva, eager to take it deep in my belly.

Suddenly, I jump as your cock hits some resistance, something that is blocking you from thrusting your entire length inside of me. You thrust again and again, only to be met with the same barrier. It was then that I realize what it was that was stopping you from going forward; it was my cervix, the entrance to my womb.

You had already hit the very bottom of my boy-pussy. All you needed to do was release your seed and I was sure to get pregnant, and yet, you still weren't satisfied. You would not be happy until you were balls deep inside of me, until every inch of your shaft was engulfed inside my tight, wet, fertile little cunt. It would not truly be a victory for you until your balls were slapping against my ass, and I knew you would not stop until you succeeded.

Well... if it's what Daddy wants...

I did everything I could think of to relax the muscles in my boy-pussy, and allow my Daddy's cock to slip through the tight opening to my cervix and invade my womb. I pleaded with my newly formed birth canal to stop resting, to allow our master to violate our body the way you saw fit, and to let the head of your cock force it's way past our tight little barrier. Amazingly, with each thrust, I could feel my cervix loosening, as if being beaten into submission by your massive Daddy cock. With one final thrust, the head of your cock forced its way past my final barrier and into my womb.

"Yes! That's it!" You growled. "Now you're mine!"

With nothing left in the way, you grab me by the shoulders and force me down towards the base of your cock, your Daddy dick going deeper and deeper into my womb until I could feel it touching the other side. Just as I begin to wonder how much further you could go, I felt your balls resting on my ass. You had done it, you had forced your entire cock into my little boy-pussy, and I couldn't have been happier!

I listened to the sound of your balls slapping against my ass as you continued to womb-fuck me, stretching out my newly formed cervix and molding my boy-cunt to match your incredible Daddy cock. Each thrust brought me closer and closer to the edge, but I would not, or rather I could not cum without my Daddy's permission. It was maddening! I actually thought I would go insane as you fucked me for what felt like hours. Finally, just as I was about to passes out from exhaustion, I heard you shout.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! Cum for me! Get pregnant, you filthy whore!"

It was as if I had waited my whole life to hear those words. I threw my head back and screamed as my orgasm ripped through me, while stream after ropy stream of cum flooded my womb. The womb tattoo on my waist began to glow as my newly formed ovaries released their eggs, ready to be fertilized by your thick seed. This was it! This was the moment I had been waiting for.

I was being impregnated.

"Oh! Daaaaddddy!!!"

You stayed inside me for several more minutes, your Daddy dick plugging up my boy-pussy, insuring not a single drop of cum escaped. My belly was so full of your seed that I already looked as though I was pregnant. Finally, as your cock grew soft, you pulled it out of me with a audible pop. I tried to keep your cum inside of me, but after the rough fucking you gave me, my tight little hole had gotten nice and loose, and your cum started to leak out.

Not that I mattered; my womb was filled to the brim with your seed and my eggs had no choice but to submit. There was no doubt about it.

You bred me.

You stood at the foot of my bed, admiring your handy work. You look so proud of yourself.

"I'm going to take a shower." You said. "And then I'm going to relax with some TV. You are going to get up and cook me some dinner. I want it ready in an hour. Do you understand?"

"Yes... Master..." I responded weakly as I tried to gather my strength.

"That's a good slut. You are going to make a perfect little housewife for me." You smiled.

"Which reminds me, you are going to have to quit your job in order to raise our children. Don't worry, I have a few spells in that book that should earn us plenty of money, so all you'll need to do is take care of the house and the baby... Oh, and be sure to take care of your baby's daddy, too, of course." You added with a laugh as you headed off to the bathroom.

As I heard the shower running, I slowly got to my feet. I stared at myself in the mirror, at the womb tattoo on my belly, a belly so filled with my master's potent seed that it had begun to drip down my legs, forming a puddle on the floor. I thought about the changes that my body would soon undergo.

My belly would get big and round, my breasts would fill with milk, my masculine features would soften and become more like a woman. I would transform from the man I once was into something completely different; your barefoot and pregnant housewife.

As I walked into the kitchen, I threw a cooking apron over my naked body and began preparing your dinner...

I couldn't have been happier.