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Authors name: Dark Halo (darkhalo@mail.cybernex.net)
Story title : Wishfull Thinking
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Wishful Thinking (MF, preg, fant)
by Dark Halo (darkhalo@mail.cybernex.net)
Rick was just starting to go to sleep when the phone
rang. He rolled over and reached for the receiver.
"Hello?" He said, weakly.
"Rick? Are you alright?" It was his girlfriend,
Allison. Actually, she meant much more to him than
that, but that was the closest term that fit their
current relationship status.
"I'm alright. I was just trying to go to sleep."
"At four in the afternoon?" she pressed. A hint of
alarm had crept into her voice. "You sound awful.
What's wrong?"
The events of the previous night swam in Rick's head.
A late night partying with friends, dozing off on their
couch for a while, waking up at 1:00 AM and remembering
he had to be at his apartment to meet his mother the
next day, driving another hour to get back home, and
finally, mercifully, collapsing at 2:30. He had gotten
up to meet his mother at 8:00 AM. Now, the effects of
all these events were mounting a full assault on his
system.
"Just didn't sleep well last night, sweetheart," he
mumbled, "and now I'm not feeling very well."
That was all that Allison needed to hear. "I'm coming
over."
Rick started to moan a protest, but she cut him off.
"None of that 'brave soldier' crap, now. Stay where
you are. I'll let myself in and help you rest. If you
fall asleep before I get there, don't worry. I just
want to be with you. I'll be there in five minutes."
"Okay," sighed Rick, knowing the futility of arguing.
Besides, he really did need her.
Rick hung up the phone and tried to sleep, but
couldn't. He was in a different state of awareness
ever since he returned from breakfast with his mother.
It was as though everything was a dream, even though it
was real. His senses were heightened and focused, even
though the events around him seemed fuzzy. Although
Rick had never used drugs in his life, he figured that
what he was experiencing was a kind of trip.
Makes sense, he thought. People are chemical beings.
Just as we can hallucinate with the aid of a foreign
chemical, an improper balance of natural chemicals can
cause a sort of high, too. His thoughts were amazingly
clear, in spite of his exhaustion. He started to think
about studies of sleep deprivation and their relation
to hallucinations when he heard the front door quietly
open. Allison had come in.
Allison made every effort to make as little noise as
possible, but Rick sensed her every move. He heard her
drop the keys onto the couch, slip off her shoes, and
gently pad across the hardwood floor into the bedroom.
Though he was partially on his stomach, Rick caught a
glimpse of her in his peripheral vision. Then he felt
the bed shift gently under her weight as she sat down.
Fingertips lightly brushed his back, and his pulse
quickened slightly. He loved being touched by her.
Despite his physical exhaustion, he was slightly
aroused.
"How's my baby?" Allison asked with concern.
"Mmmm," Rick answered. "I'm glad you came. I mean,
I'm glad you came over," Rick laughed weakly. It was
an old joke, but he never tired of it.
Allison smiled. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable
without your clothes?" she asked. It wasn't a prelude
to anything sexual, Rick knew. She just wanted to
relax him.
"I guess I would," Rick said, "but I just flopped here
on the bed and now I can't move."
"Let me help." Allison pulled his T-shirt off over his
head, and carefully removed his shorts. In other
circumstances, she might have given in to her desire to
ravage Rick's body, but now it was clear he was not
well. Otherwise, she would have removed his underwear.
Still, she did notice that it seemed rather tight on
him. She decided not to mention it. Instead, she
began to run her hands up and down along his back,
gently working his muscles.
"Ooooh," sighed Rick. "That feels sooo goooood."
She smiled again. "Good," she said. "Just think happy
thoughts while I caress you to sleep."
Rick could feel his head swimming through layers of
consciousness.
Through it all, he was fully aware of Allison's loving
touch on his back. When I awaken, he thought dimly, I
am going to thank her properly. Though he was not
aware of it, he chuckled at the thought just as he fell
asleep.
He began to have an erotic dream. For Rick that meant
a dream involving pregnancy.
Rick had discovered his taste for pregnant women when
he was about 13 years old. Though he liked the non-
pregnant form just as much as other heterosexual males,
there was something about pregnant women that made him
aroused. He had been afraid to tell Allison about it,
thinking she wouldn't understand. To his surprise, she
told him the thought of being pregnant was incredibly
erotic. She loved the idea of having a baby growing
inside her belly, making her body swell with life.
Rick was overjoyed at his good fortune.
After that, they began to explore sexual fantasies
together. Sometimes, during foreplay, Rick would tell
her how he wanted to enter her body and erupt his seed
deep into her fertile womb. He would kiss her cheek as
he whispered to her how he wanted to soak her belly
with his potent sperm, and plant a baby inside her. He
told her how he would make her tummy grow, and grow,
and grow until she looked like a beach ball was inside
her. The difference would be that it would be a baby,
wiggling about inside her, stretching her belly.
Previously, Rick had discovered a talent for making
Allison reach orgasm simply with his words. Their
exploration into pregnant fantasy made the experience
just that much better for her.
However, Allison was not the only one getting pleasure
from fantasizing. She would talk Rick into frenzy as
well. Looking into his eyes, and breathing heavily,
she would beg him to fuck her; to impregnate her. She
would ask him to fill her with his creamy love potion.
She wanted to feel his baby grow and move inside her,
and she asked him to make her as big around as he
could.
In a lusty voice, she pleaded with him to fatten her up
with his sperm. She would even massage her belly in
anticipation, or take his hands and place them on her
belly, saying that his baby would grow where his hands
touched her. Sometimes, she would coo, and say that
the "baby" was kicking her. When they finally did
climax together, it was an incredibly overpowering and
emotional sensation for both of them.
Still, it was all fantasy. Neither Rick nor Allison
were ready for the responsibility of children and they
practiced strict birth control. Allison was on the
pill, which she took nightly. Rick made sure to remind
her before they went to sleep. It was an effective
form of birth control, which allowed Rick to ejaculate
inside Allison so they could pretend he was
impregnating her.
Now, Rick was asleep, and having an erotic dream about
a pregnant woman.
Rick was on a beach. He heard adults talking and
swimming, and children laughing and playing. The sun
was bright, but he realized he was in shade. He was
underneath a beach umbrella. He felt a warm breeze on
his shoulders, and realized that he was only wearing
swim trunks. There was a book in his hands. He was
about to look at the title, when he heard a woman's
voice.
"May I join you?" she asked.
Rick looked up. Standing before him was the most
gorgeous woman he had ever seen. She had long, wavy
reddish-brown hair, glittering green eyes, and an
inviting smile. Her body was a breathtaking vision of
beauty. Her skin was not pale, but it was fair and
delicate. Her arms were crooked at her sides, because
her hands were on her hips. Her breasts were full and
heavy inside the top of her red and white striped
bikini. Her legs were just as voluptuous, and spread
apart slightly to center her gravity.
Gravity was surely an issue for this woman, because she
was easily 9 months pregnant, if she was carrying only
one child. Her smooth belly sloped out gradually from
underneath her breasts, leading to a delicious curve
that bulged prominently at her navel (which was eye-
level with Rick), and curved back to meet her just
above the bottom half of her bikini. The woman was
leaning backward just a little to keep her balance,
which made her belly stick out even more. Rick's jaw
hung agape as he could see faint patterns of movement
on the surface of that enormous belly, indicating the
tiny life (or lives) moving within.
The woman was smiling. She was waiting for Rick to
compose himself. Somewhere in the recesses of his
mind, he realized that she knew her body was turning
him on.
Finally, Rick realized he was being rude. "S-s-sure.
Sit down. Do you need help?" He rose to help her.
She accepted graciously by placing a hand on his bare
shoulder, and settling down onto his beach towel.
"Whew!" she gasped. "Thanks, honey. It isn't so easy
to do that alone anymore."
Now that she was in the shade of the umbrella, Rick was
able to see her face more clearly. His eyes widened as
he saw a familiar face. "Allison?" he asked.
She smiled. "It's me sweetie. It's all me." She
massaged her belly to emphasize that statement. "Ooh,
that feels good. Would you mind?"
Trembling, Rick reached his hand out, but hesitated.
Allison wasn't supposed to be pregnant. This was
wrong, somehow. Allison saw the hesitation in his
face, and gently took his hand and placed it on her
full, ripe belly. Gazing lovingly at him, she slowly
moved his hand in circles, encouraging him to take
over.
Still trembling with excitement, he began to caress her
belly, it felt warm and wonderful. He could even feel
the baby (or babies) moving around inside her. By now,
Rick had a full erection. He could feel his heart
hammering in his chest and his ears. Allison leaned
back against a large pillow on the blanket that braced
her in a reclining position. She closed her eyes and
sighed softly, becoming increasingly aroused at his
touch.
Though Rick was aroused too, he was having trouble
making sense of it all. When did he impregnate
Allison? For that matter, how did they get to the
beach?
"It's a dream," she answered.
Rick's train of thought derailed. "What?"
Allison opened her eyes and looked pointedly at him.
"You are having a dream, Rick. I'm a figment of your
imagination."
Rick was relieved and disappointed at the same time.
Allison continued:
"I'm a message from your subconscious, honey. You went
to sleep because you felt like your brain wasn't
working right. What really happened is that your mind
accidentally tuned into a different frequency of
reality. One where dreams and reality intersect in
little ways." She smiled mischievously. "One where
desire can become real just by thinking about it."
Rick was more than a little startled at being so
directly addressed by an agent of his subconscious,
even though she was the sexiest being he had ever seen.
"I'm having a lucid dream," he said, though he did not
say it to her.
"Sort of," Allison answered. "It would be more
accurate to say that you have accidentally discovered
your ability to control dreams, or rather, control this
frequency of reality. I'm here to help you make the
final step. I came here in this form because this is
the form you chose for me, though you may not have
known it. Your mind can influence this dream, Rick,
and when you wake up, you will be able to influence
reality as well."
Rick was listening, but was somewhat distracted. He
was still caressing her beautifully swollen belly, and
his manhood was throbbing, pounding against the
material of his swimsuit.
"Think of something you desire," Allison invited.
"Make something happen."
Rick didn't know what to do. Should he concentrate?
Should he relax? Should he breathe slowly? What did
he desire? All these thoughts clamored for attention
in his head, but all he could think about was Allison's
bulging waistline. She was still sighing underneath
his touch. He was still trembling. He had only
touched a pregnant woman's belly once or twice, and he
had never touched the skin directly. He wanted to make
something happen, like she had asked him to do, but his
thoughts were too crowded with her sensual belly. He
wanted to see it grow more...
...And suddenly, it did. Allison's already huge belly
slowly began to expand. She gasped with pleasure as
she felt her body swelling by Rick's thoughts. There
seemed to be a little more activity inside her womb,
and it was now clear to Rick that there were at least
two babies inside her. Allison's legs spread as they
were pushed apart by her abdomen, which continued to
grow. She moaned with desire as she massaged her belly
furiously, driven by her arousal. Rick watched as her
hands, which barely met at her belly button, slowly
separated by an inch, then two, then more. She was
bigger around than a hula-hoop, and still growing!
Suddenly, Rick heard a snap! And saw her top bust open,
freeing her incredibly engorged breasts. They were
also growing, though not as much as her belly. He
heard another snap! As she swelled through her bikini
bottom, Rick hugged her expanding belly gently, wanting
to be as close to it as he could. He could feel her
skin stretching beneath him, though not a single
stretch mark appeared.
She was breathing faster now, and Rick knew that she
was approaching an orgasm. He wanted to roll her over
on her side, and have sex with her from behind so he
could caress her beautiful belly, but then things
started to grow hazy...
Rick sat up in bed with a start.
His skin felt slick with sweat. He was still breathing
rapidly, remembering the dream, still feeling arousal.
He looked down at his crotch. His penis was pulsing
lightly against the waistband in his underwear. He
wiped a hand across his forehead, clearing away a light
film of moisture.
Then he remembered that Allison had been there. He
turned and realized that she was sleeping next to him
on the bed. She had removed most of her clothes except
for her bra and panties. His nerves settled a little
when he saw her. She had been so sweet to him. "My
hero," he whispered, and caressed a finger along her
cheek. She stirred slightly and snuggled into her
pillow.
Rick got up and went into the bathroom. He realized
the seat was down and rolled his eyes. I really have
to get used to sharing space with a woman, Rick
thought. He wanted to lift the lid...
...And suddenly, the lid of the toilet rose by itself.
The sight of the lid rising startled Rick. His heart
began to pound again, until he remembered what the
dream-Allison had said: ...when you wake up, you will
be able to influence reality as well.
He had done just that.
Just by thinking about it.
Rick smiled.
After he was done, he returned to the bedroom. He
kissed Allison on the forehead, and she woke up and
stretched with a smile. "Hi," she said.
"Hi yourself," answered Rick.
"How are you feeling?"
Rick grinned mischievously. "I feel great. A little
sleep and I feel like a new man. Thank you for caring
about me, Dovelette." He kissed her on the cheek.
Her smile widened. "Anything for you, honey." She
noticed his underwear, stretched prominently in front
by his desire. She arched an eyebrow. "Feeling up to
doing something for me?"
Rick sat on the bed next to her. "I do indeed, my
lady. But first, I must tell you something." Rick was
eager to try out his new talent on Allison, but he
didn't want to frighten her by springing it on her.
Besides, if she knew what was happening, it would
arouse her more. He told Allison about the dream he
had, about how he controlled it by making the already
hugely pregnant version of Allison grow even bigger,
and about how he lifted the toilet lid. He waited for
her to take it all in.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Allison's forehead and
cleavage. She was clearly aroused by the story, and
about what Rick thought of doing. Then, a sense of
reality kicked in. "Rick, are you sure you're alright?
Maybe you just imagined the lid lifting. Maybe it was
already up."
"Maybe my computer chair isn't floating off the ground
after all," Rick teased. Allison turned quickly, and
sure enough, the chair was levitating serenely about a
foot off the ground. Then, it settled back into
position. "And if you think that was done with wires,
then what about this?" Rick reached out and the
stapler near his computer gently flew across the room
and landed neatly in his hand. Allison's eyes were
wide with amazement.
Rick put down the stapler and took her face in his
hands, and kissed her on the lips. Then he lay down
next to her. "And now, dearest, I'm going to
impregnate you like you've never been impregnated
before." She gasped and smiled at the thought, but
that smile gave way to surprise when Allison felt a
strange sensation in her tummy. She looked down and
saw it rippling just a little, as if her skin was on
top of a lightly bubbling brook. Then a clear,
unmistakable bulge began to grow just below her belly
button. It swelled into a small hill on her body's
landscape, then stopped.
"Are you okay, honey?" Rick asked. He was very
concerned that he not scare her.
Allison's face was still frozen with a look of
surprise. She gently probed her belly, as though
checking to make sure her eyes weren't confused. She
ran her fingers over the smooth curve of that little
bulge. Then she looked at Rick through heavy-lidded
eyes, and said in her sexiest voice. "Rick... make me
pregnant."
Rick was breathing faster now, unable to hold back any
longer. He placed his hands on her belly and started
to make it grow again. Allison moaned with ecstasy.
The little bulge was now becoming a more prominent
swelling underneath her entire midsection. Their hands
were rising visibly as they both rubbed her belly
gently. In a matter of seconds, Allison looked five
months pregnant.
Then Rick began to make it go a little faster. Allison
gasped with surprise and pleasure as her belly swelled
so much that she couldn't see her feet unless she sat
up a little more. She tried to do so, and Rick
rewarded her by issuing a growth spurt. Her belly
suddenly inflated from the size of a small bowling ball
to a large basketball. Allison flopped back down and
was writhing with pleasure. Rick sat up and began to
probe her continually expanding belly with his tongue.
Allison squealed with delight as he delved gently into
her navel, all while she continued to grow.
"Help me... get these... clothes off," she panted.
Instead Rick stopped Allison's growth. "Ah, ah, ah,
dearest. You remember my dream? I want to bust you
out of your clothes, and I have a special way I want to
do it." He removed his underwear, freeing his pounding
erection from its confines. Allison eyed it hungrily.
"Now I'm going to do things to arouse you. Every time
I make you more frenzied, your belly will grow a little
more. If you become aroused at growing, you'll grow
even faster and bigger." Just the idea of all of that
growth made Allison bulge a little more. Rick pressed
his throbbing manhood to her leg, and her belly rapidly
filled to the size of a beach ball. He touched his
tongue to her inner ear. She gasped and grew bigger.
He whispered in her ear, "Even though I'm making you
grow this way, those babies in your womb are my
children, too. Your belly is full of me, Dovelette."
This had the strongest effect. Allison arched her back
and moaned as she swelled suddenly and snapped out of
her clothes. Her breasts freed, Rick grazed her left
nipple with his tongue, and was rewarded with a
trickling of warm milk. Aroused, he suckled her breast
tenderly, drinking liquid life from her body. Allison
was bucking up and down in frenzy, and her belly
swelled more. Her cries of passion rose in pitch as
she had her first orgasm. She looked 10 months
pregnant with triplets, and still she grew.
His thirst not yet sated, Rick moved to Allison's right
breast, and drank heavily. Allison was so excited that
she was practically in tears. Her belly swayed and
jiggled as she ground her hips into the air, longing to
fill her belly with his manhood as much as it was
already filled with babies. The bed was soaked with
her juices.
Finally, Rick stopped Allison's growth. Her belly rose
off the bed like a towering balloon. They lay there
panting, watching an occasional ripple or peak as a
baby's small hand or foot prodded Allison's enormous
uterus. There was enough room on the surface of her
belly for both of them to tenderly explore it with
their hands.
"Ooh," sighed Allison, smiling as she felt a strong
kick.
Rick couldn't wait any longer. "Honey," he breathed,
huskily. "Let me enter your body. Let me fill you
with me even more completely than you are now."
Allison smiled. "I'll need some help."
Rick levitated Allison off the bed and rotated her onto
her side in mid-air. Then, he lowered her back onto
the bed. Allison's beautiful, curvaceous rear end was
facing him, inviting him to press against it so he
could enter her womanly center from behind. Allison's
belly was so large and round that he could easily see
its enticing swell from his position behind her. Rick
could see her arm resting against it, angled high off
the bed by her sheer size.
Rick kissed her back tenderly as he snuggled closer to
Allison. As large as she was, she was still able to
maneuver enough so that she could snuggle back.
Because that's what I wanted, Rick thought. I wanted
it, and it happened.
Rick was as close as he could be to Allison without
entering her. His engorged staff pulsed against
Allison's right cheek, and she began to grind her hips
again. This sent gentle ripples through her massive
abdomen, which Rick found incredibly enticing. Sadly,
he realized that she was too large for his hands to
reach all the way around her. If only his arms were
longer...
...And Rick's arms grew. Not slowly, like Allison's
belly had grown, but quickly, so he was easily able to
massage her incredible, ripe girth. She ground her
rear into him, wordlessly pleading with him to quench
the fire in her loins. He answered the call by gently
touching his firm, yet soft head to her lips. "Yes,"
she panted. Then Rick pushed slowly but firmly into
her, in one graceful, fluid motion. Allison screamed
with delight. Rick was trembling ferociously. He had
never been this close to a woman so full of life, so
beautiful, so pregnant, and so willing and eager!
Rick could feel his heart pounding in his ears as they
began to find a rhythm to their erotic dance.
Allison's pregnancy had both compressed and lubricated
her inside. He had to use more energy to thrust in and
out of her, but the incredibly acute sensations were
well worth the energy. It was as though he had never
had sex before. Allison, meanwhile, was struggling
just as passionately to feel him deep inside her. Her
belly was alive with gentle motion, like the tide of
the sea. Feeling his babies inside her, and his hands
outside, made her tingle with desire for him. His
gentle probing of her womb with his manhood was like a
deep bass to the music of motion already inside her
belly. Even though her mind was dizzy with lust, she
could feel that rhythm slowly rising to a climactic
pounding.
Rick felt as though his body had been taken over by
some external force.
Instead of feeling drained, every thrust into Allison
energized him. Deeper and deeper he probed, seeking to
be as close to her fertile insides as he could before
letting his seed enter her. He was now moaning as
loudly as she was. They were moving faster now, and
Allison's belly rocked back and forth with them. Every
motion set off new tingling sensations. They had never
made love like this. Nobody, Rick was sure, had ever
made love like this.
Allison could feel his scrotum languidly contracting
against her. She knew Rick was close. Allison
couldn't wait any longer. She suddenly and forcefully
pushed back into him, burying him inside her. Rick
groaned with pleasure, and began to push into her more.
Both of them were breathing very heavily, and Rick felt
the moment building closer, and closer, and closer.
At last, Rick's body tensed as he erupted a volcano of
hot, white passion deep inside Allison's enormous womb.
Her muscled contracted around him, milking him for
every drop of semen. He pulled her close to him as he
convulsed over and over. Never in his life had either
of them experienced an orgasm so powerful.
During his orgasm, Rick had another desire, and it
immediately became reality. With each fresh eruption
of sperm, Allison's belly swelled a little more. Rick
could feel even his elongated arms being pushed apart
by her distending belly. Allison realized what was
happening, and thrust into Rick, aching for each drop
to make her grow. Their climax lasted the better part
of a full minute.
When it was finally over, he hugged her around what
used to be her waist and kissed her neck. He could
still feel himself shaking. Allison sighed contentedly
and snuggled against him as close as she could.
Rick usually drifted off to sleep after making love to
Allison. Now, he felt very wide awake, and energized.
He was still trembling just a little. Allison breathed
deeply, each breath making her huge belly gently rise
and fall. They lay there for a long time,
communicating wordlessly with soft caresses and kisses.
Eventually, Rick returned Allison to her normal state.
At least for the time being.
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