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HH8: Shanti's Pregnancy Helper, part of the HH series
TG adult fiction by talltglover. If you are offended by men or women
having sex with transgenders or hermaphrodites, or live in an area where
such activity is illegal, or are too young to be reading adult erotica,
please do not continue.
This story is unlike most of my other fiction, which concerns men turning
into women (conceptually) or hermaphrodites and having sex with other
men. This story was written as a special request, and is about women
becoming hermaphrodites and their sexual adventures during and following
that transformation.
This concerns a world where a pill can cause massive growth of a male's
penis, or the growth of a penis on a woman, creating a functioning
Hermaphrodite. As we've learned in previous stories, the pill is not
entirely without side effects. One side effect is the production of come
to ridiculous levels. Another is that come is a powerful addicting agent,
causing the recipient to want ever increasing amounts from the donor.
Over time, if not controlled, the ingestion of the come will have similar
effects on the person drinking it. Another side effect is that the penis
growth will cause a male life threatening complications unless a
significant operation is performed, which will remove his testicles and
provide him a pseudo-vagina. In women, the penis growth is stunted unless
a simple operation is performed to slightly relocate the bladder and
route the urethra through the freshly grown penis, and pseudo-prostate.
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It's morning, and it's the usual morning routine...
"Now take it ALLLLLLLLLLLL!" Shanti bellowed, as her orgasm hit with the
force of a Mack Truck slamming into a brick wall. "Swallow!" "Ugh!"
"You're wasting it!" "Sunil, don't let it drip down your chin like that!
You've been so wasteful lately!"
"Shanti, since you got pregnant, you've been producing more cum than
ever! I'm sure of it!" I replied.
"Sunil, there still some coming. Clean me off properly."
"There, all clean," I replied.
"You have my cum all over you. You REALLY have to do better!" Shanti
complained.
"And you have to realize that twice a day isn't enough. The doctor said
that by this point, we should be draining you at least four times a day!
Why won't you follow his orders?" I replied.
"Because I'm the one who knows my body. Your fat baby is going to make me
drip cum whether I get drained two or ten times a day!" she replied
matter-of-factly.
I knew there was no way I was going to win this argument, so I stopped.
"Why aren't we using the play room tonight? Why are we doing this in the
bedroom?" I asked.
"I thought it would be more romantic. The playroom is for when I can fuck
you again. Being 8 months pregnant, I can barely even see my own love
stick. So, I'm certainly not interested in the playroom. Can't you just
give me a blowjob without an interrogation?" Shanti shot back. "And,
besides, NONE of my sexy outfits fit me any more..." and she began to
cry.
I got up from my position on my knees in front of her and put my arm
around her. "You're still the sexiest girl I've ever known," I said
softly.
"I'm FAT. F-A-T, fat!" she pouted.
"I think you're sexy, just the way you are," I said.
"Ha! You know what sexy is? Sexy is your old Bangalore girlfriend, Maya,
even though she's flat chested" she said.
"You've never seen Maya. She couldn't hold the attention of any man when
you're in the same room as her!" I said.
"I've have seen Maya. When you were in Florida overseeing the new
vacation house building, she showed up at the front gate. About 2 months
ago..." Shanti revealed.
"Why didn't you say something?" I asked.
"She showed up at 11pm, drunk and screaming at the top of her lungs that
I stole her man. The Goldsteins, across the street, called the security
guard who rode down in his golf cart. By the time I got clothes on and
out there, he was putting handcuffs on her. It was pretty bad. She told
me who she was, and I took pity on her. I had the security guard help me
bring her to the house. She was, literally, falling down drunk," she
rambled.
"What did you do once she was in the house?" I asked.
"We put her in the living room. I figured she'd sleep it off. But, no
sooner than the security guard left, she started wandering around the
house. Eventually, she wandered into our bedroom and then into our play
room. I couldn't stop her. She started laughing and laying on some of the
equipment. Then she passed out. Fortunately, she was laying next to the
fucking horse. I put the handcuffs on her, so she couldn't get up. I
figured she'd be safer restrained," she rambled.
"I see. And THEN what happened?" I asked.
"She snored. I sat in the chair and watched her for a while. Eventually,
I got tired and went back into the bedroom and changed into bed clothes."
"You changed into lingerie?" I asked.
"Sure, why not?" Shanti replied.
"Only because of the 10" love stick between your legs isn't invisible in
ANY piece of lingerie you own! Please tell me she didn't see you!" I
implored
"I was just getting into bed when I heard her start to moan. She was
calling out 'Sunil, Sunil'. I went into the play room and she was, well,
kneeling and moving her butt around like you were fucking her. Did you
fuck her like that?" Shanti asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"So I'm watching her and she starts screaming 'Sunil, fuck me like you
fucked me in school!' She kept screaming it over and over. She was REALLY
loud. So, I tell her to stop. She ignores me and keeps screaming. So, I
got a paddle and smacked her ass. She keeps screaming. So, I lifted up
her skirt to hit her without the thick skirt in the way. And she has NO
PANTIES on."
"She hates panties," I replied.
"I smacked her ass a few more times, but she wouldn't stop screaming. So,
I put a gag into her mouth. I used that penis shaped one you like. That
shut her up, but she climbed up and started to slam herself up and down
on the horse. So, I put the waist belt on her. Then she starts kicking
with her feet. So, I put the thigh and ankle cuffs on her. Finally, after
a few minutes of additional struggling, she stops thrashing around. When
I removed the gag, she started whispering 'Sunil, fuck me like you fucked
me in school.' in kind of a begging way. She just kept saying it over and
over."
"WHAT did you do?" I demanded.
"I fucked her. And, let me tell you, you should have told me some
specifics of your earlier sexual relationship. Because, when I was done,
she wasn't a virgin any longer."
"Oh, no..." I said.
"It was really messy. Beyond my cum pouring out of her, there was blood
from her broken hymen. I'm so glad that when I had the operation, they
took care of that for me. I probably would have fainted like she did from
my first sexual encounter."
"She fainted?" I asked.
"I think she passed out. One minute she was screaming your name, and the
next minute she was quiet."
"What happened next?" I asked.
"I cleaned her up. Very messy stuff... I then lowered her skirt and let
her sleep it off on the fucking horse. The next morning, she started
screaming to be let go, which woke me up really early. I think it might
even have been before 8am. Before I let her go, I explained how she came
here drunk and how I restrained her on the horse because it was that or
call the police. When I let her go, she had lots of questions about the
room. I pretended like I was the one who got tied up for sex and she
seemed ok with that. I drove her to her car, and she left."
"Oh, thank goodness!" I exclaimed.
"She came back that night," Shanti replied.
"Oh, no!" I said.
"She had a problem. She figured out that something happened when she was
here. Apparently, I didn't anticipate cum and blood stains on her skirt.
While I cleaned up her legs, I didn't do anything with the skirt. She
demanded to see you. I explained that you were in Florida, and had been
for days. She began to cry. She said she apparently had sex with a man,
lost her virginity, and was now no longer able to, in good faith, marry
anyone. Not only that, but as a result of having sex, her vagina had been
itching all day, so she was sure she caught some kind of STD. When I
asked if she felt sexually excited, she said she had, all day long. She
smelled like a fish market, which didn't surprise me, especially since
the shameless girl doesn't wear panties..." Shanti was rambling again "So
I laid it all out for her."
"All of it?" I said, horrified.
"I told her she'd been infected by a specific sexually transmitted
disease. I told her that her clitoris would probably become more
prominent, if it already hadn't, as a side effect of the disease. She
admitted it was a little bigger and pretty much hard all day, and that
was what was itching. When she asked about getting rid of the disease, I
explained that she could lay in bed and self pleasure herself for the few
weeks when it would go away on its own, or find a boyfriend to help her.
Or, she could embrace the disease and be re-exposed, which would result
in her clitoris growing even larger, with the result being a very
prominent clitoris which might scare some men away. She said she couldn't
go that route because she didn't know the man she had sex with. I told
her I knew who she had sex with, and it wasn't a man. She's not a bright
girl, is she?" Shanti asked.
"I always thought she was a smart girl" I said.
"Well, it took her more than a few minutes to realize I was talking about
myself. When she realized it, she then asked all the normal questions
about my clitoris, like 'How big is it?' and 'Does it shoot cum?' and
'Can you make a baby?' After we talked for an hour, and I showed it to
her, we ended up in the playroom, where she met up with my love stick a
second time. This time, however, she was fully awake and cognizant of
what was going on. I have to say, to your benefit, she can really move
her ass. And, her back door was very much broken in, apparently by you,
and a really nice place to blow a load."
"So, you fucked her twice?" I asked.
"Oh, no. I fucked her every day, afternoon, evening, and night until the
day after you came home, five days later," Shanti replied.
"So, does she now have a 10" love stick too?" I asked.
"The morning she left, with an assfull of my cum held in with a butt
plug, she flew to New York for the operation. She came back to town a
week ago, and she's fully healed up. Like me, she'll be taking the pills
for the rest of her life, and will need to find a husband to drain her at
least twice a day."
"I can't believe you did this to her," I said.
"I only started her on the path. It was you who convinced her she needed
the operation," Shanti said.
"Me? I haven't seen her for over a year! I haven't talked to her for 10
months!" I exclaimed.
"The afternoon you came back, remember? We had a very long re-
acquaintance in the playroom. You got to try out the new full head mask,
the one that covers your eyes. After you had it on, she came out of the
playroom closet and watched, closely, as you sucked me and got fucked by
me all afternoon. She had so many orgasms watching you, that I was
convinced you'd smell or hear her. Up to that point, she could have
stopped, and the clitoris growth would have disappeared over time. But,
when she saw YOU being fucked, she knew that's what she wanted. So, she
went and had the operation," Shanti explained
"And she came back last week?" I asked.
"And how many times have you worn the full head mask since then?" Shanti
asked.
"Every day when you fuck me," I replied.
"No, you haven't," Shanti said.
"Yes, every day..." I said.
"Yes, every day. But, remember, I'm too fat to fuck you?" Shanti replied.
The realization hit me hard. "Is Maya in the playroom?" I asked, meekly.
"Yes, she is. And she's got a big night planned for you," Shanti said, as
she opened the playroom door.
Maya was standing there in a white bustier, black leather boots, and had
a leather paddle in her hand. Her erection was unmistakable, but it was
the fact that she had big breasts that caught my eye.
"Maya, your breasts!" I exclaimed before I could stop myself.
"All you see are my breasts? I suggest you look lower, Sunil."
"That's bigger than Shanti's!" I said, feigning excitement, by inwardly
dreading what I suspect was about to happen.
"It is. But first, we have unfinished business. Really...breaking off a
two year relationship with a text message? Was that appropriate?" she
drilled.
"I apologize. As you know by now, I was trapped by Shanti. I really
couldn't say no," I explained.
"But you could have called me on the phone! You're just a pathetic wimp,
you know that?!" she bellowed.
I just stood there, looking at the ground.
Shanti broke the tension by grabbing me by the arm and taking me to the X
shaped cross against the way. I stood with my face towards it, and Shanti
put my hands into the handcuffs and my ankles into the ankle cuffs
attached to the cross.
I took the punishment with the paddle. I only cried out more or less
continuously. My ass was bright red when she was done. Tears were running
down my cheeks.
"Now, let's see how you handle something thicker and longer than Shanti's
little 10 incher," she said as she poured lube onto her love stick and
stroked it to its full length next to me, so that I could see how big she
was... "And, I'm tired of your crying. Open wide" she said, as she put a
dildo shaped gag in my mouth.
She was not gentle. But, thankfully, due to her inexperience with her new
equipment, and her excitement knowing I was taking her punishment, it was
over quickly.
"I like how the cum runs out of his ass, down his leg, and is pooling on
the floor. That's pretty sexy," Shanti critiqued. "I never really noticed
how loose his ass was after you've fucked him. See, I can put three
fingers in without any effort at all!" she exclaimed as she popped in the
fourth finger and tried to get her whole hand inside.
"Shanti, don't fist him! You'll make him too loose for both of us!" Maya
complained.
"Good point. But, wow, you really did loosen him up. Do you think he'll
need a butt plug to wear on a regular basis? I wouldn't want him so loose
that shit is dropping out of him," Shanti said.
"Let's see how it goes. I was told at the hospital that my partners would
get used to my size. They said a butt plug will keep them open, so I
shouldn't use that to train them unless I wanted them to wear it
permanently," Maya said.
I concentrated and flexed my sphincter mustle.
"Now that's insane! He just gave my fingers a hard squeeze!" Shanti
exclaimed.
"See, he can control it. So, what do we do now? The last few times I
fucked him, I had to leave before you unmasked him," Maya said.
"He'll clean himself up," Shanti said, removing her fingers from my ass.
Maya stood on a stool and leaned over the cross, putting her new enhanced
cleavage right in front of my face as she removed the handcutts from my
wrists. Being gagged, the only thing I really could do was look. By the
time I got the gag out, she was out of the room, presumably getting
cleaned up. Shanti helped me to the bath room attached to the playroom,
as my legs were rubbery from the violation of my ass by Maya's huge love
stick. Half way across the room, I had to stop to let out a huge fart.
Both Shanti and I let out a nervous laugh.
"I'll see you in bed when you're cleaned up," she said, giving me a
little kiss on the cheek, as was her normal custom.
When I came back into the bedroom, I found Shanti holding a belt. "You
need to wear this tonight," she said, running the belt around my waist
and using the velcro cuffs attached to it to lock up my wrists. She
helped me into bed. "Maya is joining us in bed tonight. Any time she's in
bed, you'll be wearing this. I don't want you to start any hanky-panky
with her and then claim you thought you were with me. Understand?" she
asked.
"Yes, I understand," I said, laying under the covers.
Maya came into the room, quickly stripped completely, and hopped into bed
next to me. Shanti took the other side of me, and use the remote to turn
off the lights. Not even a minute later, Maya had snuggled up next to me.
I could feel her love stick getting harder and her new breasts pressing
into my chest and arm as I laid on my back.
Shanti rolled towards me, putting her head right next to mine and
whispered "She's insufferably horny. I'd be surprised if you won't wake
up sometime tonight impaled on her. Nighty Night!"
As it was, I made it through the night laying on my back, without
sleeping. But, the next morning, I faced the very real problem of
draining two girls. They argued who should go first. They timed each
other. They critiqued my performance on the other. They demanded I
express a preference. Each had their own distinct taste, and I preferred
Shanti's somewhat smoky sweet taste to the slightly sweet-and-sour taste
of Maya. I clearly incensed Maya, because that night she berated my anal
performance as she fucked me harder than she had ever done before. And,
to top off her performance, she cropped my ass until she got hard enough
to fuck me again. My ass was hurting so bad, I had to sleep on my side.
When I turned over so that my ass faced her, she'd smack it and I'd turn
around.
For the next two months, I spent more time on my knees and strapped to
various devices that I did anything else. Once the baby was born,
Shanti's cum volume went back down, but her libido went into over-drive
from the baby's nursing. They would "share" me, spit-roasted like hog, or
"train" me, one fucking me after the other, until they ran out of steam,
morning, afternoon, and night.
After almost six months of living as a threesome and telling her parents
Maya was the maid, Shanti announced to me that Maya had to go. Shanti
finally figured out that Maya was constantly punishing me for marrying
Shanti. So, Shanti tasked her mother with finding her a good Indian
husband. It took her a few months, but she came through with several
suitable candidates, two of whom passed the "juice test", and one of whom
didn't run from the room when Maya explained to him what "pegging" was
(ignoring the fact that Maya didn't really tell him she had a love stick
bigger than his, and not a dildo).
Maya and Bunty quickly got married after their first night together. They
moved in together, and out of our lives. The last we heard, they were up
to three children with another on the way.
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