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Allison’s instinct was to hide her pregnancy from her parents – but that didn’t last for long, because she soon had another of her regularly scheduled appointments at the vet.
This one was worse, though, as her parents informed her that her cousin Jeffrey was coming along.
“He’s expressed a real interest in your treatment from this vet, Allison,” said her mother, “and he’s offered to pay for this appointment if we’ll permit him to come along and watch. You should be grateful for his generosity.”
“But mom,” Allison protested. “The vet will make me get *naked*, and *do* things to me. I don’t want Jeffrey watching!”
“Don’t be silly, Allison,” said her mother. “You should be grateful that he wants to watch.”
And that was the end of the matter.
They picked Jeffrey up from his house on the way to the vet, and as he sat in the back seat he was effusive on the topic.
“I think it’s great that you’re being treated like an animal instead of a person, Ali,” he said. “I’ve always thought that with huge fuckbags like yours it was silly to treat you as if you had thoughts and opinions.”
“The vet says that most girls think with their brains,” offered Allison’s mom, “but in Allison’s case, because her udders and so big and because she’s so slutty, a lot of what she thinks of as her ‘thoughts’ are just the biological urges of her cunt. It’s like a bird knowing how to build a nest or fly away for the winter – it looks intelligent but it’s just programmed behaviour designed to get her impregnated. Not real thoughts at all.”
“That sounds so true,” laughed Jeffrey. “Does it feel good, Ali? To just think with your cunt and bounce your tits around and hope someone rapes you?”
Allison blushed.
“Answer your cousin, dear,” prompted her mother.
Allison didn’t know what to say, so she just whispered, “Yes, it does.”
At the vet, Mr Culvers showed the family into his treatment room, and immediately had Allison strip naked. Somehow this time was worse and more embarrassing than in the past. Part of it was knowing that her own father saw her now as a sexual object, and that he was actively aroused by her nudity, and that in stripping she was performing for his sexual pleasure. Part of it was knowing that Jeffrey saw her as a subhuman sex-object, and that exposing her large tits and her wet pussy was confirming his existing ideas about her.
Culvers unlocked Allisons’ pussy lock, and had her spread her cunt for her family to see. He took some measurements of her, and verbally noted that she was wet and aroused. Then he wrapped some tape around her tits to measure them.
Then he said what Allison has feared.
“It’s time for a pregnancy test.”
There was no way that Allison could beg off from it without revealing why she feared it.
“I want you to piss on this stick for me, Allison,” he told her, passing her a pregnancy test. “You can do it right here. We’ll catch the excess in a bowl. But I want you to masturbate while you do it. Can you do that?”
“Why?” asked Allison.
“It’s better for your urinary tract if your sexual organs are swollen,” said Culvers. “In fact, from now on, I want you to rub your clit whenever you urinate. Can you do that for me, Allison?”
“We’ll make sure she does,” said her father. “We’ll make sure she keeps the toilet door open when she’s pissing, so we can check.”
“Excellent,” said Culvers. “Go ahead, Allison.”
And so Allison was forced to piss right there, in front of her parents and Jeffrey, while rubbing her pussy. She hated it. She didn’t want to get aroused by pissing – but she could see that if she was forced to do this every time, that she would soon associate urinating with sexual pleasure, just as she had come to associate pain in her tits with arousal and orgasm.
She was unable to meet anyone’s eyes as she pissed – but in lowering them, her gaze was drawn to the erection in her father’s pants. And she heard Jeffrey laughing at her, and then she saw him take out a phone to photograph her as she pissed.
And, of course, a few minutes later the test revealed to everyone what Allison had already known: she was pregnant.
The look of immediate guilt that passed across her father’s face was terrible. He knew he had fucked her. He knew he might be the father.
But he also knew that Allison had been raped by others. And so when Culvers asked Allison who the father might be, she repeated the story of her rape – and then implied it was not the first time she had been violated and ejaculated into by anonymous boys. She implied that the father was definitely someone who had raped her, whose identity she didn’t know.
“But why was your cunt unlocked, dear?” asked her mother. “After we went to such effort to lock your pussy up so that this wouldn’t happen.”
Allison couldn’t explain how the principal unlocked it every day. So she implied that she had picked the lock herself. And when they asked why she had done such a thing, the only answer she could give was that she had been hoping to be raped, because she was a slut.
“Well, what’s to be done about this?” asked Allison’s father. “Our daughter is pregnant.”
“Well, I’d certainly advise that she carry it to term,” said Culvers. “Every part of her body was designed to get her impregnated. An abortion could be very bad for the natural cycles of her body.”
“I don’t want to have a baby!” Allison protested. “Please – I’m too young to be pregnant!”
“You’re 18, dear,” said her mother. “That’s exactly the right age to be pregnant.”
“What I’m going to do is sign some paperwork to declare Allison mentally incompetent to make decisions, by reason of derangement from the arousal generated by her tits and cunt,” said Culvers. “In lay terms, she’s simply too much of a slut to be trusted to make her own decisions. She’s basically an animal, after all. That will put you, as her parents, in charge of decisions about her medical care.”
“That’s an excellent idea,” said Allison’s father, and they watched as Culvers quickly filled out some paperwork to make the relevant declaration.
“Now, in terms of preparing for the pregnancy,” said Culvers when it was done, “there’s a few things you can do. First, I’d recommend increasing her daily diet of cum. She’s eating for two now, after all. Second, I’d encourage her to practice crawling on all fours around the house, and once she starts showing, have her do it at school as well. It’s going to be better on her back than standing.”
“I can’t crawl at school!” protested Allison, but no one listened to her.
Culvers gave her parents a small kit of equipment, including tubes and plastic cups. “Have her use these daily,” he said. “It’s a milking kit, and it will help stimulate her to lactate early, and increase her total milk output. She should spend three hours on it daily, and that may require her using it at school as well.”
Culvers thought for a moment, and then said, “I’d advise having her cunt penetrated as often as possible. Regularly fucking will help train her vaginal muscles and increase their ability to stretch and squeeze, which will assist in birthing. Encourage her to fuck herself with objects so large that they hurt – after all, anything smaller than a baby’s skull is something that her cunt was biologically designed to accept.”
“Does she need any special nutrients or anything?” asked Allison’s mother.
Culvers brought out a syringe and a vial of green liquid. “I was just coming to that,” he said. “This serum contains everything she needs. You should inject a full syringe into her udders each morning.” He pursed his lips. “The serum will briefly irritate the flesh – I’m told that between the needle itself, and the acidic feel of the medicine, it can be quite agonising. I’d advise Allison to masturbate to the verge orgasm before receiving the injection to generate endorphins to counter the pain.”
He looked at Allison. “Would you do that for us now, so that I can give you your first injection?”
And so Allison was again forced to masturbate in front of her parents and Jeffrey. And just as she neared orgasm, Culvers grabbed her left tit, and shoved the needle into it.
Allison screamed. It felt like Culvers had injected pure lava into her breast. It *burned*. And even as she screamed, she felt herself orgasming, further associating agony in her tits with sexual pleasure.
The pain dissipated quickly, and it was gone by the time she had recovered from her orgasm, but her titflesh still tingled.
“Alternate breasts each day,” recommended Culvers.
“What does it do?” asked Allison’s mother.
“It promotes lactation. She’ll generate more milk, and faster,” said Culvers. “As a result, you should see some swelling in her udders. By the time she’s ready to deliver she will likely have gone up two to three cup sizes.”
Allison squeaked. Her breasts were already so sluttily large – she didn’t want them any bigger!
“She’ll see some reduction in her intelligence and willpower,” added Culver, “and an increase in her arousal and sexual appetite. The treatment will also sensitise her breasts. That last effect is quite prominent – I’ve known women who’ve had this treatment to have such sensitive nipples by the time of delivery that they end up screaming in pain when their nipples are sucked on. Ideally the increased arousal will offset that though.”
He looked at Allison. “Doesn’t that sound interesting? To cry from pain and orgasm whenever you breastfeed your baby?”
That did not sound good to Allison at all, but Jeffrey laughed as though it was the funniest thing he had ever heard, and in response Allison’s parents chuckled too.
Allison felt herself start to cry, in fear at what was about to happen to her.
Culvers lifted her hand and placed a thick dildo in it, and then moved it towards her pussy.
“It’s only natural to feel mood swings now that you’re pregnant,” he told her. “What I want you to do is, every time you feel sad, is stuff something up your pussy and masturbate with it. That’ll cancel out your mood swings in no time. Can you do that for me?”
“We’ll make sure she does,” Allison’s father assured the vet, as Allison reluctantly began pushing the dildo into her fuckhole.
But Allison knew it was just going to train her to become aroused by her own misery. It was going to fuck her up even further.
These things didn’t happen to nice girls. Nice girls didn’t go to the vet.
Only big-titted whores like her. Her tits meant that she deserved this.
She fucked herself in front of her family, and closed her eyes, and focused on the pleasure.
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