Hi everyone. Youngblood here. This is a guest post written by the insanely talented and beautiful Benni over on discord. Send her some love! Also, this post does contain flashing lights and images. If you are photosensitive, I highly encourage you to look somewhere else. Happy reading!
“Michael, Im not continuing this anymore. I've made myself totally clear on this, everytime you bring it up. I'm not ready to have children! I love you but you need to stop pressuring me!" Catherine exasperated, to the side of Michael's face, humbled and humiliated after another conversation turned argument. Michael had noticed far more of them lately, but he kept his tongue bit for the sake of his wife. He could her point, but he just wanted to start a family with the love of his life, if only she was in as right a place to do it as him.
After an awkward silence, Michael looked away, understanding her point of view and sighing a muttered "Psssshht" under his breath. As he bit the inside of his lip, choosing what to say next, to reassure his wife, Catherine had heard Michael's muttering aside from her. How dare he call her a "Bitch"!! For wanting to make her own choices about her body and when she wants to carry a child! He was so selfish, she couldn't believe his ignorance. "You selfish prick! You know what, Mike? Alright, Fuck you! You can HAVE a baby! Since you're so keen on forcing motherhood on me" Catherine burst, before storming out and into the bedroom slamming the door shut, behind her.
Michael sat there in stunned silence. The deafening quiet, followed by the soft replumping of the cushions as he got up and padded into the guest room.
Catherine paced, furiously, contemplating her revenge, clutching the amulet she won in her college sorority. She wanted to make him think twice about asking her for a while. Make him regret calling her a bitch, with the thought of having a living thing grow in you and then dramatically push out your vagina. She closed her eyes, and after a moment the amulet glowed, the house was engulfed in a mist of sparkles and whimsical dancing particles in the smoke.
Michael was sitting on the bed, deep in thought. How to apologise to Cathy, and assure her you want a family in her own time. He felt a chill, looking down and seeing his clothes had evaporated!? His surprise was knocked out of him by a moan as his twitching member was at full mast, pulsing and spurting cum from receding orbs. He barely had time to notice the skin on his cock change hue to a dark tan, especially since it was shrinking, pulling in towards the burrowing slit developing between her thighs. The tip now her dark brown little clit, and pretty pussy a far cry from his white cock.
Shivering with pleasure, Michael arched her back, feeling her ass and breasts expand to ample, and playful proportions, the snap outwards of her hips, signalling her transition into childbearing womanhood.
He felt the tingle of something on his delicate shoulders, amid the chaos and pleasure. He noticed his hair was now much darker and spilling down her back and breasts, now noticing how the tanned skin colour had now spread all over her body, her sensitive parts a dark brown, and judging by an already wet slit. Her face shifted and snapped, her head now rounded as her head began to burn. Memories of Michael vanishes, as did most of his IQ as her REAL memories of being Mikayla seared themselves into her vapid little head.
She drooled and giggled, as lips plumped, and lashes lengthened. Slimming brows and seductive eyes complimented the girl's looks as a very sexy, and very body confident girl was left on the bed, slowly coming down from her breathy orgasmic high. Until the door shot open.
Catherine was delighted with herself as she felt the energy surge forth and envelop the house. Her body filled with power as muscles bulged and surged. Every flex leaving her more toned and built. She laughed in a deepening cadence, her Adams apple growing as she sprouting taller, now easily over 6ft. Her hair receded to a tidy boyish look, yet it manifested elsewhere with a stubbly beard growing on a more chiseled, angular and piercing face.
Her laughing was cut short into a soft grunt of pleasure, as her clit was expanding and lengthening at an alarming rate, triggered by the descent of his ovaries into sperm pumping testicles. The zipper of her jeans burst as her imposing shaft pushed out, growing thicker and harder.
Cath's clothes began to melt away as he pumped his new cock in animalistic lust, like a distracted gorilla in heat. However a moment of clarity caused him to realise two things. One, that he was naked. And two, that there was someone else who the spell has worked for. Someone who demanded punishment. Someone who needed to be scared into the dangers and ever present risk of pregnancy and womanhood. Cath took only a moment to admire themselves in the mirror before setting out into the hall to find Michael.
"Hey there, little Mamma, have you seen Michael anywhere?" Cath joked as he stood in the doorway, his mighty shaft hanging below his imposing built figure. Mikayla wheeled around, trying to cover up, initially shocked, but pleasantly surprised when she saw the hunk of a man in the doorway.
"N-No, just m-me, Mikayla~" The girl stammered, staring at the mans thick cock. Cath noticed this, and stepped toward the bed, teasing his member, smiling. "Well Im glad to have found you instead, Mikayla. I'm Cath"
Mikayla's big beautiful dark eyes went wide as she saw his stiffening shaft, and throbbing tip. At first its power frightened her but something sparked inside her. Like a small ember, burning away. She wanted to touch it... But he touched her with it instead. The moment Cath poked Mikayla's hand with his dick, she left upon it, grabbing it, and stroking it, admiring its warmth and length.
Are you Cath? Or are you 'getting sucked off'?" Mikayla joked before swallowing the tip of Cath's cock between her plump lips, her wet mouth and tongue doing work to massage between strokes. Cath groaned audibly, at the sensation. He had messed around as a guy before but this was different. It was like, Mikayla really wanted this. And it felt so much better than anything Cath had felt before. It wasn't long before Cath's will had waned entirely and Mikayla had exerted her feminine lust and prowess to coax Cath into her awaiting womanhood.
The first sensation of being penetrated was divine. Mikayla rode her husbands dick for what seemed like eternity until Cath couldnt hold on any longed... And Mikayla's orgasm was climaxed with Cath's as he came inside her tired out pussy, spilling down her thighs and over the sheets, as she ground her sensitive swollen clit against Cath, into motherhood on wave of pleasure.
Several months on, Mikayla had found herself enjoying the new dynamic. While annoyed at Cath for changing the two of them, and not using protection, or pulling out... She had to admit, she loved her baby bump~ and all of her other growing curves as her pregnancy went on into its third trimester. But she had no plans to stop on one. She wanted a family. And a big family is what she got.
Mikayla enjoyed motherhood almost as much as she enjoyed being made a mother by her loving and doting spouse, spoiling her and regularly satisfying her, grateful he would never have to go through pregnancy. However Cath still enjoyed the pregnancy hormones all the same. Just from the base end of his penis.
As funny as the misunderstanding was, years later when they discussed it at their youngest's birthday party, for now, Mikayla was loving the way things became. She was Pretty. Small. Perfect. Loved. And now her children were the same. She was proud of her family and how they grew over the years, as she looked deep into Cath's eyes, wizened by fatherhood. They were the perfect parents and partners. Not only for the kids, but for each other. And Mikayla couldn't have been happier.
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