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The doctor was signing some papers here and there when he became aware that the woman in the room had woken up. He watched her with an unsettling smile on his lips and dismissed her apologies. "Don't worry, don't apologize, dear," He laughed it off, standing up on his feet and handing her the prescription.

"It went quite well. It is already out of you," Dr. Dane reassured her. "You've certainly taking it all too well. Most patients keep passing out on me several times, but you took my hand inside you like a champion," He chuckled. He had a notion Jayde took it so well because her girlfriend was greatly well endowed, or so it seemed because of how her insides felt like.

"I already called your... wife? She said she's on her way." He approached the bed Jayde was in and handed her her clothes. "Here you go," He stepped back a bit. "Now you're still sensitive inside and, well, you're insides are pretty much raw because of the procedure, so I will advise for you to not have any kind of penetration for at least two weeks so that there's no bleeding or anything like that, as it could be dangerous and leave you infertile... in case you plan on having kids in the future."

There was a knock on the door after a bit, and the doctor excused himself to open it. It was Becca.

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Jayde had bitten her lip, lowering her eyes when the doctor had directed his eyes upon her, seeming as though she were merely shy. Her eyes were glassy, but yet she blinked her tears away nonchalantly, expressing a mere smile the professional's way. "Thank you doctor, you are ever so kind, and you have been a highly knowledgeable and wonderful help .."

The moment that Dr. Dane had announced the procedure a success Jayde's stomach seemed to become queasy, but yet, she took her emotions in stride, putting on a brave facade, smiling and perking up, even though her soul itself was beaten down, ravaged of all substience, and was torn asunder, kind of like how her very insides of vaginal walls and canal were. "It? .. yes, I have wanted .. "this thing" out of me for so long, you have no idea .. aheh! .. so did my wife as well, so you did us both a huge favor by this." She chuckled, continuing to put on a show, and nailing it as she had done in High-school Drama Class.

She nodded when she was told about the soon-to-be present arrival of her Becca, holding out her hands to accept the retrieving of the normal street clothing she arrived to the Center in, accepting them reservatively, with a soft, yet gracious "Thank you, Dr. Dane,", blushing darkly and resisting an urge to unblinkingly watch the doctor as her nerves got the better of her, it was something she always did when unfamiliar about her surroundings or the people within it. It was just how she was, and to be honest something about him did not sit right with her. Although unsettled, ever so heavily so, she ignored the premonition and nodded once more, flinching as she heard the familiar knocking that seemed to make an appearance from behind the only door of the room.

She put on a brave face, facing her abuser, her Mistress, and yet, her reason for still drawing breath, existing, and happiness itself, Becca.

"Hey babe," From her place in bed, physically, she perked up, but sluggishly so, speaking happily sounding in greeting, voice wishing to shake but had stayed calm, in pace, her breathing was matched, her pulse on-point, relaxed and measured, but within, she knew she would face the real Becca behind closed doors when the doctor left, or either when they were at home behind them. "We are rid of our "problem" now, now we can start our life together off right? like we promised." She expressed a smile, a bright one, one bright as the Sun itself, possibly even more than the flames of a wildfire, onyx brown hues twinkling with a glow that showed that she still adored Becca even though all the hell and turmoil she had to face at the hand of the the doctor.

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Becca saw the love and affection all over Jayde's face. Her sweet smile said it all, she was happy to see Becca after all. But Becca? She brushed that off with dry nonchalance, directing her full attention to the doctor as they discussed the payment.

"Oh, I would advice to avoid having sex for at least two weeks, as Jayde needs to heal and the process could be a little slow. So no sex for now," The doctor said, as Becca finally agreed to cool off a little and took Jayde's hand in her to help her get off the bed. Little did she know how awful the whole process was and Jayde's knees gave out, so Becca immediately wrapped her arms around her to keep her up.

"That's totally normal. Maybe your wife will need to be carried and be taken care of for a couple days," Dr. Dane suggested. Becca looked down at Jayde, then picked her up in her arms easily. "Didn't realize you'll be so sore," She observed, then said her goodbyes to the doctor and walked out with Jayde still in her arms, bridal style.

"What are you feeling now?" Becca wanted to know as they made it to the car.

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Jayde wanted to be lovey-dovey with her beloved Becca, but yet she was entirely shy around others. She frowned a bit, but yet it was still showed as a slightly lesser smile as she noticed the appearance of her "Significant" of a Mistress brushing her off with a nnonchalant shrugging.

She did not let it be of known, but she was hurting, both inside and out, and to be disregarded, it stung, worse than a piercing bee-sting being embedded into vulnerable flesh, but although the hurt was more emotional based, it still hurt all the same.

As one of her hands, her right one, the dominant of sides, was being taken, gripped with firm but gentleness, she had arose in response, slowly but then seemed to lose all sensation within her lower limbs. She gasped in surprise as she felt herself descend into a not-able-to-counteract of a collapse, but yet, she fluttered her eyelids, the same ones of which were once tightly clenched, and although bracing for impact, she opened them when the such occurrence never, well .. occurred.

She slightly yelped, but the outburst was brief, sudden and unexpected as she was picked up into Becca's arms in a form of bridal style carrying. "I am feeling a bit more .. lighter, weightless, even. Is that normal? did I do alright with the "task" Mistress Becca?" She questioned, her voice soft, sweet and to the point without any corners or hesitation, and eyes submissive and ears perked in case further orders were spoken for her to do.

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Now thinking back, Becca was now aware that she had never seen Jayde be so submissive and vulnerable before. It was a good thing... A great thing, actually. She wanted Jayde at her lowest, so that she could be her best version of a bitch to Becca, the perfect slave for her mistress.

"Yeah, that should be normal. Though I wouldn't know, thank God I've never gotten knocked up," She laughed, perhaps a bit cruelly. "You did alright with everything. You've been obedient enough," She reached a hand out to touch Jayde's cheek. "That's a good girl, Jayde."

Becca pecked Jayde on the lips, then started driving. Ah, it felt amazing to have such control over someone as weak as Jayde was, and their journey was just starting.


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Brandon and Jin had been living together for a few weeks now. Brandon made it his every day task to fuck his Jinny girl as soon as he got back from work without missing a day, but on very rare days he would give Jin a break, knowing he was utterly sore because of Brandon's monstrosity of a cock.

Tonight Brandon had gotten home feeling extra horny, so he called for Jin as soon as he got into their home, but got no response. He walked further into their home and finally made it to their bedroom, now aware that Jin was fast asleep in their bed.

He walked over to the bed, noticing his Jinny was only in some laced pink panties. Brandon let his eyes wander before lying down behind Jin and kissing the back of his neck. His pretty toy was still sleeping, so Brandon decided to give him a pleasant surprise and got himself naked.

Brandon rolled Jin onto his back and pushed his panties aside after getting on top of him. And just like that, he pushed his gargantuan cockhead inside Jin, seeing his eyes shoot open right away upon being invaded by his cock, immediately spreading his legs for Brandon, most likely to avoid a worse pain.

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Jayden was indeed submissive, now repetitively of such, nodding as she grew silent. She was sure to be the greatest she could be for her Mistress, her Madame Becca, "Thank you Mistress Becca." She replied, "I only live and exist to serve you, your desires and your every command."

When her supple, yet fleshed by blushing face, primarily a cheek, was touched and caressed by an embrace from Becca's hand she closed her eyes, swallowing soft, momentarily doing so to focus on what her task was, resisting a strong urge to shudder as fear overcome her.

As her lips were suddenly kissed, she kissed her lover's lips back softer, and although momentary, and a slight peck, still, she indulged in such submissively, whimpering softly as she settled in the passenger seat. She lowered her eyes, staring down at her hands that were now resting in her lap., both slightly fidgety but just looked as if she were wringing them out of water.

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Jin had gotten into the routine of "servant", "slave" and "future brood-mare of Master Brandon, obeying more and more as the days rolled on by. After a few weeks, he was subjected to bruta, soul-snatching, and orgasmic fuckings that left him beyond bruised and sore by Jin, and each one that passed he was left unable to move for a time, simply lying in their shared bed, weeping softly in agony.

He was granted days or nights of rest, but it was rather short and fleeting but he adored those nonetheless, using them for absolute resting.

The night that followed, his Master, Brandon being his name was arrived home from his "tasks" and as usual Jin was at his usual, slumbering like the dead itself in the bedroom that he and his Master had occupied together, sprawled out on the right side which was facing away from the door of the room. And being as tired as he was he did not have the strength in him to utter a response. Upon his lanky, petite form he wore a lace, light pink yet feminine panties that were of Brandon's favorite but his chest was bare of clothing, becaue of a sweltering nightfall.

As he heard footsteps he wished to move but was too overcome by weariness to even care, and as he was moved from his side to his backside, he was left blissfully unaware that his Master was with wandering eyes upon his vulnerable body.

He huffed gently in his slumber, letting forth a breath but the remainder of it was cut off by a fierce, searing pain that surged through every nerve ending of his now overpowered entire body. His eyes opened without fluttering, focusing on the blurry image now above him, his Master Brandon, a man who owned everything about him, now and forever.

He did as he was meant to do, stretching and spreading his legs further outward, slightly squirming just a smidgen to endure, to shift into a more comfortable position and most of all, to prepare his whole entire body which now felt like a war-zone of emotion.

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Brandon was ever so relentless and ruthless. His hips rocked back and forth, faster, harder. With each passing second, his already crazy pace only seemed to increase more and more. Jin's petite body seemed even smaller when he was on top of the boy, mounting him like this. "I know it hurts, and you know how much I love each and every one of your sounds," He began to say, lifting Jin's hips with one of his hand to meet his brutal thrusts.

"But I want you to touch your clit for me, I need you to get wetter on my cock. Come on now, you little slut," His thrusts turned even more violent, growing more and more worked up, with one thought in mind. Jin finally being pregnant again.

They ran a test on him just a day before, and Brandon was expecting the doctor to call him tomorrow for the results. He was hoping for Jin to finally get pregnant. He hadn't been fucking him nearly every day just for nothing. Jin wanted a child after all, too, so he was doing this for the two of them.

His pace increased and so did his inherent violence. He slapped Jin while in the heat of the moment and gripped a fistful of his hair as he violated his insides with such an intense railing. "I'm close!" He growled, gripping Jin's hair harder, just as he hit his climax. A torrent of hot, gloppy cum began to flow in a rush inside the violated boy.

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Jin knew his Master, Master Brandon or "Daddy" as he was told to address him by was a ruthless, ruthless man who craved nothing more than to hear the young lad (who was more lass than lad) to suffer, and with the slave/servant/soon-to-be Brood-mare, he was to serve as a vessel to the Dom's delight, and whenever and however he pleased.

No complaints, no struggle. After all, it would only worsen the torment already upon him.

As his Master said, he was nothing more but a mere "toy" for his Dominant to pin down, ravage, pillage and rape to his absolute heart's content from, and sadly, it made no much of a difference whether if Jin, or as his Brandon called him, "Jinny" was sore or slumbering, when his Master wished for his body, he was to be granted it, under any circumstances.

When his Master further demanded, Jin did as commanded by his much-older Elder, the man who was once his next-door-neighbor, lowering a dainty hand and placing it's perfectly manicured fingered digits directly to the flesh of his scorching as a furnace vaginal lips, stimulating himself with a gentle series of rubbing and flicking his just as sensitive but now vulnerable clit as he was permitted to do, circular wise motion activated a tingling which caused him to quiver in response beneath his Tyrant mightier, masculine form, his larger, bulky muscled, and absolute sharp of wit, dominant of a man, and as he felt each rough thrust exerted inside of his now torn, gaping of a canal and entrance he grunted, his breathing heavy, lungs constricted and pant like, clenching his eyelids as each inward directed movement from Brandon's sturdy, strong as an Ox hips would cruelly barrel him forward and straight into his soft as a feather, smooth upper thighs like a speeding freight train, and by tomorrow or even tonight he knew all-too-well that he would have to suffer the aftermath of such brutality.

Dark, dark tender bluish-purple bruises, welts, and not having choices for ones-self when he felt up to engaging in sexual escapades, and soreness were now the norm of his servant/slave/brood-mare life. He was to be owned until his moment of freedom, which was "never-to-be" a reality of.

He endured the test, endured being dominated each day by the past rather impressive girth-endowed male above him, keeping a hold of himself, he felt like he was spiraling into the very obscure, feral depths of what was of true madness, completely so, and was able to collect his thoughts together. Or halfway there to be honest. He lost himself once more, that being so hen he was struck in the face causing a gentle, petal like grunting to weasel itself from his lips, followed by a gasping while he was gripped by his hair and pummeled to the bed further, wishing to close and clench his legs together but yet they were obviously occupied by a raging Brandon.

As his hair was gripped harder he slightly squirmed, feeling something that he would never seem to forget feeling, shuddering a quiver once more as he felt the large presence of sperm begin to surge forward from his Master's manhood and into his own womb where it filled it up to it's very brim and caused him cramping when more steadily came without ending, making him squirm once more to accomidate it's overflow.

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It was an unspoken rule; Jinny was nothing more than Brandon's cum dump. A pretty twink, with a nice cunt. He was perfect for a man like Brandon, submissive enough and a beautiful toy, too. He enjoyed any of their moments together, since he was always so tight for his Master's massive dick.

Even after his load was dumped inside Jin, the older man kept going. He pulled out of Jin's leaking hole, flipping him around and forcing him in all fours. His large hand landed harshly across his boy toy's ass, smacking him hard. "I'm not done with you yet. You know me," He chuckled huskily, letting his hands wander over Jin's body, stopping at his chest. His slightly swollen chest. He squeezed him there, then toyed with his perky nipples until they were left bright red and overly sensitive to the touch.

His hips bucked, forcing his fat cockhead back inside Jin's cunt, spreading him all over again, stretching his insides to accommodate his Master's too huge cock. "There you go... Oh fuck, I love to hear your little noises. How you moan so prettily for me when my cock stretches you out."

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Jinny, once a boy named "Jin" was indeed nothing more than a whore for his beloved Daddy. His Brandon. He was a beautiful boy, a twink with a lithe figure and an ass that could go for days. He loved Brandon, ready to offer himself and his body for whatever time Brandon needed him to be used.

That day he was left panting, heavily pained as his body was used and abused for the second time that evening. As usual his Brandon had always had a sexual appetite that was never appeased only once in a daytime. As Brandon's cock length exited his asshole he expressed a hiss of agony, feeling his very insides being yanked as the instrument for impregnation left his nethers.

"Y-Yes Daddy," He replied wearily, strained voiced, left heaving chested. As his chest was being toyed with he winced once more, breathing quivering as he endured, quietly, he just .. endured. In the end his nipples were left in the ending a bright pinkish red and were tenderly vulnerable to be touched further. As a slave he could not complain.

As if anticipating the thrust of Brandon's hips against his asscheeks he grunted, which is what he did, clenching his eyelids shut to further endure. And doing how his Daddy had wanted he bellowed moans, feeling his feeble body being contorted and molded by the hands and cock of Brandon the behemoth dicked man.

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His cock head rubbed against Jin's inner walls, forcing him wider and wider open with each forceful thrust. Brandon wasn't one to get tired easily, his stamina had always been impressive. He was the true definition of a stud in bed, but he figured his current lover wasn't gifted the same way he had been.

It never stopped or slowed Brandon down, though. His pace was brutal, the older man went faster, his huge cock ruthlessly assaulting Jin's warm hole. Brandon fucked his boy toy with no mercy, savagely, plunging himself closer and closer to ecstasy in the process. Inevitably, Brandon's orgasm washed over him, but not even then did he stop. If anything, he continued to hammer Jinny's hole even harder. It felt like the boy's rim was ready to give away and tear any moment now.

His seed overflowed Jin's insides, making his belly swell with his warm cum. "There you go, that's a good fucking whore!"

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Jinny grunted with each forceful thrusting motion that Brandon's hips did, panting heavily as they went on like he had ran a marathon that had no possible end. Unlike his beloved Daddy, his own presence of stamina length was not as powerful, not even close, but he tried his very best to keep up. Barely.

He gripped the covers of the bed, biting into the pillow as his upper body lowered itself to further endure being sexually assaulted with brutal force. He felt sore and raw inside of his nethers, being a fuck-toy he was meant to be used and abuse to no finish line of the like. He closed his eyes, tightly he did so, his body vulnerable and highly sensitive in way he never had known. He groaned with each violent hammering of his poor entrance, squirming slightly as it felt like he was to have squished and pudding like insides.

"T-Thank you, D-Daddy.." He gasped, feeling as though his very insides were being flooded by his Daddy's powerful cum, grunting one final time as his belly plumped outward with cum.

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Brandon was left panting, with a large satisfied smirk on his face as he pulled out of Jin and collapsed next to him in their bed. He reached his arm out to place his hand on Jin's cum-filled stomach. "You've improved so much since the first time you took my cock," He rubbed at his belly in soft, slow circles.

Then, he pulled Jin in close against his side. "Tomorrow we're going back to the doctor's to pick up the results," The older man nuzzled Jin's neck, placing a few kisses across his skin. "Your dream of having your own child, one we'll keep, will finally come true. Aren't you happy about that, my pretty petal?" He chuckled lowly.

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Jinny was also panting, both men's breaths seeming to sound through the room in a symphony of lustful endings. Jinny was sweat drenched, moist like a waterfall between his legs and even more filled with cum that following evening, "Yes Daddy, I have," he said with a gentle, yet slowly normalizing voice that was still a bit strained from the sex.

He let himself be pulled in close, "Very well Daddy," He tried not to but ended up giggling softly as his Daddy's skin tickled against his own, and half because he was ever so excited because of the news. He hoped that he was indeed pregnant, and if he was, he was sure that he would replace the hole in his heart from the first child he gave away. "And yes, Daddy, I have dreamed of this since I gave away my first, and I am beyond happy, I am ecstatic!" He said, bliss showing in his features.

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"I'm sure you are. And so am I," He replied with a sly grin. "It was about time I had a child of my own. This one will be the first of many," Brandon stated, more sure of it than anything. "I want at least five children... All from you."

He was already in his 30s and he was ready to have all the children he'd always wanted with Jin. Jin who was the perfect partner, plying, gullible and was already shaped into the closest thing to a perfect toy for Brandon.

"Next thing we're doing after picking up the results will be to cage you up, my Jinny girl," He hummed, clearly referring to Jin's dick. "It's the right thing to do since you want to be the best little whore you can be for Daddy in every aspect. Isn't that right?"

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Jinny the servant blushed a bright strawberry red, finding himself instantly aroused at the sight of his Daddy's naughty sly grin. "Yes Daddy, I am glad to provide you with all the children you desire for me to have," He smiled warmly, gazing up into his tall Master's dark depthless eyes.

He was young, yes he may have been, but he was becoming mature for his age day by day, and although quiet and quite shy at times he had a rich new life with his beloved Brandon. He wished to be the greatest he could be, serving him without complaint, offering his body and even his servitude in many, many delectable ways.

When his puny, poor excuse of a prick was mentioned, he nodded at the inevitable chastity without question, answering. "As you wish Daddy, my body is yours to command, and do as you wish with. And yes, yes, it is right, Daddy."

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That night Brandon slept rather blissfully. There were many new things to come now to his life and Jinny's now that they were together. He felt like Jin wouldn't be just another toy. Surely he was still Brandon's toy, but he'd also be the one to carry his children.


The next morning, Brandon got up early. It annoyed him a little that Jin was still sleeping and didn't even wake up to make breakfast for his man, but he figured the boy was far too exhausted after last night's straining session.

Brandon went to pick up the results on his own and drove back home. He let himself inside and went to their bedroom. Upon opening the door, he noticed such sound startled Jin and the boy was waken up.

"Morning to you, too," He chuckled lowly, "I have the results," He showed Jin the envelope and sat down next to the still nude boy. "Ready?" He tugged Jin closer, who still seemed to be sleepy yet eager to see the results together, and had him sit on his lap comfortably.

Brandon tore the envelope open and pulled out a piece of paper. He read through it expectantly and then let out a satisfied laugh. "You're pregnant. Ah, fucking finally," He tossed the paper away and placed a hand on Jin's belly while kissing the side of the boy's neck from behind. "Goddammit, I'm happy for this news."

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As Brandon slumbered, Jinny the slave slept close beside, cuddling up beside his beloved and soon to be father of his children. Ever since he was with him his whole entire young life did an entire 360, and as such he grew accustomed to the name that his Master had bestowed upon him, christened "Jinny".

As the beginnings of the next morning arose, peeking over the horizon and bathing the lands in a blinding golden glow Jinny was still fast asleep, infact he was dead tired. He remained where he was, much too engrossed in wishing to rest and recharge for a few more hours than arise sunny side up like a blissfully fried egg.

All the while as Brandon departed to catch up to the results and discover the truth of the "could be" pregnancy Jinny remained where he was, curled up, nude as the day he was born but peacefully in a realm of deep subconscious meditation resting.

However, his sleep was disturbed by the sound of the front door opening, causing Jin to jolt with a flinch, rubbing his eyelids, blinking and opening his eyes drowsily before raising up to a side sitting position, the covers falling limply about his slender lap revealing his breasted chest and slender, limber physique. "Oh .. good morning, Daddy Brandon," When he spotted the envelope his eyes widened, swallowing for a moment before answering with a series of three affirmative nods.

He then mounted his Master's lap after being tugged near, then awaited the results while the other man read them on a piece of paper from the now torn envelope. He held his breath, eager to know what it was and when it was known that he was with child he let it go, expressing a smile of triumph. "I agree, Daddy, and I am too." He replied too, smiling with a content sigh.

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Brandon still didn't want to admit he had been growing fond of his sweet, little slave. Perhaps bringing a child to this world made things shift in their dynamic. Perhaps it was inevitable.

That night Brandon decided they would celebrate by going out for dinner at some fancy restaurant. They went back home and Brandon didn't hesitate to tear Jin's clothes off and fuck him in the living room, pump his pretty boy full and tell him how glad he was to have knocked him up.

A few more days went by, which consisted on Brandon fucking Jin every day, but also a drastic change in his mood, like the news of their baby still kept him in a blissful state.

Now it was Saturday morning, exactly three weeks since they've got the news. Brandon was free, currently lying in their bed, watching something on the TV. He heard Jin's phone ringing repeatedly with new messages. He didn't mind if it was invasive, he picked up Jin's phone to check who was texting him so insistently.

After going through the entire conversation, he realized Jin had messages from both his mom and his sister. His mom was the most worried, insisting on Jin going to visit them since they hadn't seen each other in several months.

He heard footsteps approaching and watched a very naked Jin walking into the room with breakfast for the both of them. Before Jin could even say something, Brandon blurted out a, "When are you going to introduce me to your parents?"

It was an absurd idea, quite possibly. They weren't official and Brandon had made it very clear since the very beginning that Jin would just be a hole for him to fuck. But now, the thought of taking over more and more aspects of Jin's life... motivated him. It would be even better if Jin's parents knew he had a man on him now, he was his Master and Jin's everything.

"I mean, you'll eventually have to tell them you're pregnant, and I think it'll be less bothersome if you just tell them we're together. What do you think?"

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Jin, but now called "Jinny" in an affectionate female title was the opposite of his Master, showering him with all sorts of praise and affection. not afraid to do so in front of other men, but sometimes was still shy. Like his Master Jinny was also excited, practically in shock that he was now pregnant once again but excited all the more.

As the night fell over the lands Jinny dressed up in a sparkling dress that Brandon picked out for him, taking a shower and cleansing his body, and adorned himself in the clothing which showed off his slim figure. He and Brandon spent half of the evening eating, engaging conversations and exchanging smiles, traveling back home to spend the remainder of it in solitude as couples often did when intimate.

When home, the moment they were in the living room's depths he was stripped of his clothing, blushing as he was bent over, pushed against the living room walls and pinned down on the floor of the living room as his Master dominated him, causing him to moan, grunt, groan and squeak with painful pleasure.

As the presence of a few more days passed, Jinny was used as a stress relieving toy once again, but he had now become used to his Master's rough treatment.

One morning, Saturday to be exact, it was a direct three weeks since the news was expressed about the joyous pregnancy, and he was in the kitchen busy making a hearty breakfast for his man. He was not aware that soon he would have the question to ponder of by his Master.

"Good Morning, Master," Jinny said, greeting his Master with a bright, cheerful smile. He was naked as a Jaybird and was filling out quite very nicely when it came to becoming more feminine in physique. When his Master questioned further, his smile seemed to disappear, taking on quite a fearful type of expression. "Um .. Master, I would .. but I do not think that that is a good idea. But if you think that it is a good idea then we can tell them."