You’re probably thinking I got knocked up as a result of some lab experiment, right?
There’s a place called The Club not far from our university. Everyone knows about it. Lots of people hang out there, and everyone knows that if you go up to the host and say, “I can handle it,” you’ll be pregnant by evening. I don’t know where it came from, but everyone knows about it. In fact, some of my classmates have even gotten pregnant. It’s very lucrative. The pregnancy lasts three months, and for giving birth, you get between $100,000 and $200,000, depending on how many babies you can carry to term.
To be honest, I don’t understand why I waited until I was 23 to finally make up my mind. I’m about to graduate from college, so I decided there was no point in putting it off any longer.
I’ve always been proud of my body. But, to be honest, I’ve always gone crazy whenever I saw round bellies. I’ve always wanted to be a surrogate, but I was too shy about it. More than that, I’ve always wanted to be the biggest surrogate. To have a belly of simply inhuman proportions. But I knew perfectly well that it was impossible and would remain only in my fantasies. Or would it?...
Anyway, I made up my mind. I thought everything would be all fancy and formal, with paperwork, contracts (champagne?). But no. It was ridiculously simple. I walked up to the front desk, called over the host (fuck, he was handsome). I told him the secret phrase, and after that, he led me into the bedroom.
The guy fucked me so hard that no contract could ever describe it. Sparks were flying from my eyes. He fucked me nonstop for 6 hours. I’d lost count of how many times he came. And how many times I came... But with every time, he pumped more and more cum into me.
By the seventh hour, he was exhausted, and I was starting to think I was about to burst. I couldn’t even imagine that my stomach could hold that much cum. We lay there for about five minutes to catch our breath. The guy walked me out and didn’t even kiss me after sex like that!
In the locker room, he just gave my full belly a gentle pat and said,
“You're the first one I've been able to fill up like this. They say the amount of cum a stud can produce depends entirely on the recipient. Now, for the first time, I understand what that means.”
The guy flashed his dazzling smile and sent me home.
“Get used to the size. I think I’ll be seeing you again.”
He couldn’t have been more right.
I limped back to my apartment and went to bed, completely exhausted. I passed out and, for the first time in my life, slept for 13 hours straight.
In the morning, I went back to the mirror, and only then did I realize what I had done. My life would change forever.
And I definitely like it.
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