The MPREG Anthology X

 X

“Yes, yes, fuck, yes! Harder! Deeper!”

Tess moaned out loud as he was being pummeled into the bed over and over. He spread his legs as wide as he could to give his client more access and he screamed in approval as the client slammed his cock deep into his G-spot that made him see white, hot flashes.

“Nnnh…Can…Can I come inside, Mommy?” his client groaned, still playing his role.

“Yes, yes, you can…! Mommy allows it…! Shoot Mommy full~!”

With that, his client groaned and emptied himself into him after a couple of last hard thrust, prompting Tess’s orgasm as well. Tess allowed the client to collect himself and ride out his orgasm before hinting to him that his time was up and it was time for him to collect his payment. The client did as he was told, give Tess a playful pinch on the cheek and a gentle pat on his round belly and left Tess’s nursery-themed room.

Tess worked as a role-play prostitute in one of the many underground brothels that were still legal in Neo-Earth. He had serviced many clients in the past role-playing various characters from nurses to Japanese schoolgirl/boy to even as far as BDSM role-play, but still fictional characters were his most favourite.

Till the day he got pregnant.

At first he was worried that he would get fired because he had nowhere else to go. He was married once almost immediately after graduating from high school to his history teacher, but she died of a heart attack 2 years later and left behind a lot of debts for him to cover due to her dark secret of having a compulsive gambling problem that he didn’t know until after her death. The bank had claimed their home and most of their properties, and loan sharks dragged away whatever was left of value to pay barely a fifth of what she owed.

Being that he had always been a househusband after marriage and never had a decent job, his friend from grade school recommended him this job that not only pays well, but also he would have a roof over his head and fun, freedom and pleasure at the same time. It wasn’t long before he got accustomed to this lifestyle and was able to pay up most of the interest incurred in the debt and enjoy awesome sex every day. Thankfully his pimp was versatile and accommodating, and after giving him a bit of a lecture about safe sex, he decided to make Tess into a temporary role-play “Mommy” for people who have a fetish for pregnant people, just until he gives birth.

Tess didn’t know who the father, or mother, of the child is, since he catered to both Neo-girls and Earth men alike, and he probably would never know. But he tried not to let it bother him. He had a home, he had access to good food and good money, and he had mind-blowing sex during the hormonal phase, and the baby was going to be sent away to a good home once it was born anyway. He couldn’t ask for more. He would’ve liked it if he could keep the child, since he was getting a little attached to it, but he knew this was not a fitting place to raise a child, and he needed the money to pay his debts more than he needed it to keep the baby.

Tess cleaned himself and waddled to the intercom at his door. Taking out the NO SERVICE hanger to hang outside his door, he pressed the intercom to connect with his pimp.

“Bob? Hey, Bob, you there?”

“Yeah, sweetcakes, wassup?” Bob’s voice could be heard on the other line.

“It’s time for my webcam session, so no customers for the next 2 hours, OK?”

“Alright, sweetcakes. Money wire-tap connection as usual?”

“Yup, thanks.”

Tess made his way to his built-in bathroom (all the prostitutes’ rooms have their own bathrooms, by the way) to take a shower and get ready for his next gig. Webcam session was one of the many services the brothel provided, and here they can do whatever they want: from just doing their normal daily thing (for voyeurism fetishes) to full-on webcam interaction with people on the other line. Tess preferred the interaction as he knew there were quite a lot of pregnant fetishists about the internet and would pay big money to talk to him up close and personal.

Drying himself, he got out the naked apron from his wardrobe, which was his audience’s favourite, and put it on while he turned on the webcam and connected through the server to get to their brothel’s website live chat page. No sooner he was connected, than several ding-s were heard and the chat box lit up with incoming messages. Tess glanced at the first few IDs and smiled, recognizing his regulars.

“Hey there, Pari87. Hi, BlueTAP. Good evening, awesomeballs101.”

Hello~ Gorgeous~!

How’re you doing? How’s the baby?

You look great in that apron as always.

“Thanks, guys,” Tess giggled. “Baby’s doing just fine. We just had a nice romp beforehand.”

Man, that sounds sexy!

Wish I could fuck you right now.

Show us your body, baby!

Tess obliged as he stood in front of the webcam, did a short catwalk and twirled around, doing a full circle to show the full view of his delectable body. His natural pregnancy glow made him even more desirable, and he could just imagine his audience getting simultaneous boners right about now.

Amazing~! Love that ass, baby~!

My god, you’re too sexy for words~!

What else can you do today for us?

“I’m glad you asked,” Tess said as he went out of the webcam view for a moment, then returned with his favourite black pearl-studded dildo. Brandishing it before his audience, he seductively ran his tongue along the length of the dildo, lubing it up for its grand entrance while he sat with his pussy in full view at the webcam diddling himself.

Ooh, yeah, keep doing that.

Let us hear your voice, baby~

So sexy and fuckable right now!

Tess moaned at the webcam as he continued to diddle himself while sucking the dildo. Once it was nicely lubed up, he teasingly probed himself for his audience to watch before slipping it inside, slowly fucking himself in front of the webcam.

Oh yeah~ Work that stick, baby~

Oh my god, so sexy~

Can I have your babies next time~?

“If you pay extra, awesomeballs, yeah, definitely,” Tess replied just to make him feel happy. There was no way he was going to let himself get knocked up again, what with his lifestyle.

Tess kept on masturbating and fucking himself in front of the webcam, responding to minor requests from his audience. He was sitting on a bean bag seat and he was able to lean back to gain more access to reach his sweet spot and let his audience see more of him. Needless to say, the response was phenomenal.

“Mmh…I’m going to come soon…” Tess moaned as he tried to slow down a little so as not to release too quickly. “Would you like me to come at your faces?”

Oh yes, please! Come at us!

Soak your juices on our faces, baby!

Give it to me, baby~

“Oh yeah…Oh yeah, here I come…!! I’m gonna come~!!”

A few more thrusts later, Tess screamed his orgasm as he came in front of the webcam. Torrents of fluid came rushing out of him, squirting onto the webcam and the computer itself, and thoroughly soaking his thighs and the seat he was on.

Oh wow! Look at that squirt!

Is that a new trick?

When did you learn how to squirt like that?

Tess was surprised too. He was not a squirter, and whenever he orgasmed, he was always left with a subtle wetness in his pussy. This was a full-blown wet orgasm, something that he had never experienced.

“I dunno, guys. It is new but…”

Suddenly Tess gasped as he felt a strong wave of pain that traveled from the base of his back, around his pelvic area all the way to his round belly that tightened like a vice. That wave somehow squeezed out a bit more fluid out of his pussy and the realization soon dawned to him that his water had just broken and he was in labour.

Are you alright, baby?

Something wrong?

Is the kid OK?

“Oh shit…” Tess groaned as another one came 3 minutes later. Had he been feeling this all along and hadn’t noticed? “I think…I think I’m in labour. I gotta go…”

No! Don’t go! Stay!

Yeah! Give birth right here!

We wanna see!

“What?!” Tess widened his eyes in horror. “You gotta be kidding me! I need a doctor, not a spectator! I can’t do this on my own!”

Come on! Please do it!

People give birth to babies on their own all the time! It’s not that hard!

We’ll support you! We’ll help you! Come on!

Tess watched as more and more of his audience came in with eager messages of him to stay and give birth live online, some of them he had never seen before in his life, and he took pride in knowing his regulars pretty well.

“No way! I’m signing off…”

We’ll pay! We’ll pay right now! Look!

No sooner one of them said that, than he saw the money meter on his website suddenly shot up and he was actually getting paid twice as much of his usual earnings. They were actually stoked to see him give birth right before them and satisfy their fetish.

It couldn’t hurt (except his contractions right now). He was getting paid for it, and if anything else goes wrong, his co-workers were just a step away from his room both left and right. What had he got to lose?

“Fuck…” Tess moaned as he positioned himself in front of the webcam again. “You better be paying me quadruple by the time I’m done!”

Alright! Bring it on!

This party is gonna go off the roof!

Don’t worry! I’m rolling with dough tonight! Bring it!

Thankfully the bean bag seat was flexible enough to be able to settle him in a birthing position. Spreading his legs apart for his audience to see, he held himself up under his knees and tried to breathe through the contractions. Instinctively, he knew his body wasn’t ready yet, so he tried to resist pushing.

Is it coming out? Aren’t you pushing?

Be patient, you idiot!

Yeah! He’s not ready yet! Just watch and wait!

After about 10 minutes, Tess could feel the overwhelming sensation to push, so he gave in and pushed down as hard as he could. He could hear numerous ding-s sounding off from his PC, but he couldn’t be bothered to reply them. His mind right now was fully focused on getting the baby out.

“Holy shit…!! It hurts…!!”

Excited replies and encouragement came pouring in as Tess kept on pushing. A few times he felt the baby shrink back in, but other than that, he was making good progress.

OMG! I can see the head!

Yeah, me too! Awesome!

I’m so jerking off right now to this!

Wait a sec, that ain’t a head!

Holy shit! It’s a butt!

Your baby’s coming out wrong, dude!

Tess had to stop pushing for a second when the incoming messages were too much and too frantic to ignore. Peeking at the messages while taking a breather, he realized BlueTAP was saying that he was seeing a butt. Sure enough, when he reached down to touch it, he did not feel the usual roundness or hairiness of a head, but instead it was smooth and he could feel a slit that seemed like the crack of a butt.

“Oh fuck…Oh fuck…What do I do…?!” Tess whimpered in panic, not to anyone in particular.

Try changing its position!

It’s too far down, genius! He can’t do that!

Try squatting! Maybe it’ll come out faster and you’ll get it over with!

Taking heed of Pari87’s advice, Tess climb up onto the bean bag seat and got into a deep squat, his ass facing the webcam so that the audience could still see his progress. As predicted, the progress was much faster, albeit a little bit more painful.

“Oow~ Oow, fuck~! Fuck, fuck, fuck~!!” Tess screamed as he could feel the baby descended more. He might have torn a little but there was no stopping now.

Another heave later and soon the baby’s butt along with the feet were free out of his womb, earning even more excited incoming messages. Tess quickly returned to his normal birthing position, took hold of the baby’s legs and gently pulled along with his pushes. Once the shoulders started to come out, Tess was in a bloody, sobbing sweaty mess.

“Tess? Sweetcakes, you done? Your 2 hours are up, and you’ve got a bit of a line here.”

Tess froze when he heard his pimp Bob calling through the intercom. He couldn’t move with the baby between his legs, but he couldn’t just ignore him either, or there would be hell to pay.

“Hey, Tess? Are you sleeping or something? If you are, wake the hell up, or I’ll send those guys down on you. I know you don’t like orgies, so don’t make me give you one.”

He was right; he didn’t like orgies. They were messy and noisy and non-personal and he didn’t like being fought over like a piece of meat—and they paid less too—but he couldn’t respond to Bob even if he wanted to. Another contraction came and he had to push.

“Alright, that’s it. I’m sending them dow—oh great, here comes trouble. Hey, Pinn, how’re you doing?”

The intercom shut off for a while and Tess was left to his own devices for the time being. Pinn was one of the debt collectors that worked with the loan shark his wife was owed to and he would come bi-weekly to come and collect his dues. Thankfully, unlike most debt collectors who just grab all the money and go, Pinn would leave just enough for Tess to survive on before taking the rest with him, keeping mum about it to his boss saying that it was all Tess got for the week. He suspected that maybe Pinn had a small crush on him or something, and he had to admit Pinn was quite good-looking, but it was wishful thinking.

Tess gave in to another urge to push again as Bob probably was buying him some time on his end. More messages came in and he could see from a glance that his money meter was off the roof. He wasn’t sure if Bob was able to see this on his side of the computer—since all the computers within the building were being monitored by the pimp’s server—but if he did, it would be the most money he had ever seen his prostitutes earn in a day.

“Hey, Tess. Pinn is coming down now, so you better have your ass and money ready for him!”

“Shit, shit, shit,” Tess groaned as he tried to push the baby’s head out after finally managing to free both shoulders. “Please, please, please~ Get out, get out, get out~!!”

“Tess?” Pinn’s voice and knock could be heard behind the door. “Tess, it’s me. You know the drill.”

“Pinn…Pinn, please help me…”

Pinn came in at Tess’s distress call and was taken absolutely by surprise to see Tess on his bean bag seat, legs spread in front of the webcam and a baby coming out of his pussy at the wrong side. For a moment, he was a little lost.

“Umm…Uhh…Umm…What am I supposed to do?” Pinn asked awkwardly.

“The baby…Help me…The baby…!!” Tess tried to speak but the contractions were forcing him to focus on pushing.

Pinn quickly cleared his mind as he made his way to Tess and took over catching the baby. With his hands free, Tess gripped tightly on the seat and pushed down along with his contractions, trying to get the head out. The incoming messages suddenly got frantic and Pinn couldn’t resist turning to see what they were.

Aw, come on! Get outta the shot!

You’re blocking the view!

Dude! We wanna see! Get your fat ass off!

“Oh, shut the fuck up, you weirdo-s!” Pinn couldn’t help scolding at Tess’s audience as he returned to tending to Tess. By then, Bob poked his curious head in to see what the commotion was about.

“What the fuck is going on? Tess?! What the hell?!”

“Don’t just stand there and call the ambulance!” Pinn berated, prompting Bob to quickly comply. He then turned back to Tess and coached, “You’re almost there, Tess. I can see the chin poking out. Just one more push.”

“I’m…I’m sorry…” Tess whimpered, sobbing to the point of hiccoughing. “I’m sorry you had to…”

“Don’t worry about it, love. Just gimme one last push. Make it big.”

With that, Tess took a few deep breaths for good measure before pushing down that one last time, letting loose a scream as it slid out of his womb that alerted his co-workers to peek in as well. A few seconds later, the baby’s shrill cry for air could be heard throughout the whole brothel.

“Oh my god! Tess, you’re having the baby?!”

“The baby’s born?! Oh my god!!”

“Oh, it’s beautiful! What is it?!”

“Are you still online?”

Tess realized, as he panted in relief, that he was still live on the webcam and he could see that chat box flooded with messages of his audience sharing his co-workers’ excitement and joy and his money meter sporting its highest number yet. Keeping in character, he managed to give his audience a small smile through his sweaty face.

“Show’s over, folks. Thanks for the money.”

Pinn took over and turned off the live feed before handing the baby to Tess. One of Tess’s co-workers helpfully handed Pinn a pair of clean scissors to cut the cord. Tess checked the baby’s gender and smiled to his co-workers.

“It’s a Neo-girl.”

All his co-workers squealed and giggled gleefully before Bob came to tell Tess and Pinn that the ambulance was on its way.

“So I guess I’ll have to postpone the money collection?”

“It’s OK,” Tess gestured to his dresser. “It’s at the usual spot. Take what you need.”

Pinn nodded and washed his hands before going to the dresser to get his usual amount. While he did that, Tess checked the baby’s features. She was a little blue from being put through a wringer like that, but was slowly gaining colour from the warmth of the blanket she was wrapped up with and the air she was taking in. She had his reddish-brown hair and apparently born with heterochromia—odd eye phenomenon—where her left eye was green and her right eye was his aquamarine blue. The only person he had ever seen the same phenomenon and that same exact green colour was…

“Umm…Pinn?” Tess voiced out.

“Yeah?” Pinn turned to him after pocketing the money.

“Remember when…I told you that it was my birthday that day and…you decided to give me something ‘special’…?”

“Yeeeeaaaaahhh…?” Pinn replied awkwardly, still a little weirded out about what he did that drunken night.

“I think…I think she’s yours.”

“W-Wait…Wait, what? No way!”

Tess showed him the baby’s odd eyes and gave him a challenging look.

“Tell me she did not get this from someone else, because I know for sure as hell you’re the only one I know who has these eyes and have fucked me.”

“Oh man…” Pinn was flabbergasted at upon seeing the baby girl sharing the same phenomenon as he did (his was one green one brown). “Oh man…This is weird…”

“S’OK,” Tess sighed as he cuddled the baby close to give her her first meal. “I won’t ask you to take responsibility or anything. I know you got a boss to answer to. I’m gonna put her up for adoption anyway…”

“Please, no, don’t do that.”

“What?”

“I’ll take her.”

“Come on, Pinn, be serious,” Tess laughed nervously. “I don’t need your pity.”

“Haven’t you already known how I feel for you?” Pinn knelt before him.

“I…had an idea that you might have a crush on me but…no, you’re just humoring me.”

“I’m not,” Pinn took his hand. “Listen, I may not be much, but I know I can take care of you, and I know what I feel for you is real. Quit this job. Come with me.”

“What…? But I…My debts…I…” Tess was at loss of words over this sudden confession.

“I’m been paying for you on the side. Your debt is almost clear now, and I’ve been secretly helping you to save up in an account. You don’t have to worry about money anymore. Please? Please come with me.”

Tess was a little torn. Truth be told, he had been considering quitting for some time, but this was the easiest job that made the most money, and he stayed mostly because of the debt his late wife owed. Dare he accept this, now that the opportunity was there for the taking? What would it lead his life to?

“I dunno…” Tess was a little hesitant, despite the tempting offer.

“Can I at least name her?” Pinn asked.

Tess thought for a while before he nodded.

“Adrianna. We’ll name her Adrianna.”

“It’s…surprisingly a pretty name coming from you.”

“It was my late sister’s name, you know, the one I told you about, the one who died of cancer?”

“Yeah,” Tess nodded, remembering. “It suits her.”

“I love you, Tess.”

Tess didn’t reply, but as he shared a kiss with Pinn while the ambulance sirens could be heard in the background, he thought that maybe being a debt collector’s wife wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

What else had he got to lose?