Jamie was a shameless twink slut, the kind who lived for cock and cum. He showed up to the Sigma Nu frat party dressed like pure trouble: tiny shorts riding up his smooth ass and a crop top that read “Free Use.” Within an hour he was on his knees in the basement, choking down frat dick while the rest of the guys formed a circle around him, stroking.
By midnight he was bent over the pool table, shorts yanked down, getting bred one after another. No condoms. No pulling out. They fucked him raw and pumped load after thick load deep into his guts while he moaned like a bitch in heat.
“Fill me up, breed your little cumdump,” he begged between thrusts. Eight different guys took their turn that night, flooding his hole until cum was running down his thighs.
The next morning Jamie woke up alone in a stranger’s bed, belly slightly swollen and sloshing with all the leftover seed. He stood in front of the mirror, lifted his shirt, and snapped a picture of the subtle bulge. Then he sent it to the group chat full of the guys who had used him.
Jamie: Good morning, daddies 😈
One of you knocked me up last night. Look what you did to my belly. I’m carrying a frat baby now.
The chat blew up. Laughs, shocked emojis, and fresh dick pics flooded in. Jamie just smirked and rubbed his cum-filled tummy.
Over the next nine months he turned his fake pregnancy into the ultimate slut performance.
Week 8: First “bump” pic, belly already pushing out a little. Caption: “It’s growing so fast… which one of you has the potent load?”
Month 3: Shirt pulled up in the mirror, hand cradling the clear round swell while wearing only a jockstrap. Posted to his new dedicated account: “Frat boys really knocked this twink up. Getting bigger every day.”
Month 5: Daily content. Oiled-up belly rubs, side profiles showing the growing dome, riding a dildo while his bump bounced. The original guys kept commenting, some offering to come over and “feel the baby.”
Month 7: His belly was huge now, heavy and low on his slim frame. He wore tight tanks in public, loving the stares. In one video he jiggled the swollen globe for the camera: “Still can’t believe you guys turned me into this pregnant cumwhore. Who’s the real daddy?”
Month 9: Fully overdue and glowing. His belly was massive, stretched tight and shiny, navel popped. He went live from the frat house, completely naked except for “Property of Sigma Nu” written across the enormous curve in black marker. Several of the guys who had bred him were there watching, cocks out.
Jamie rubbed slow, loving circles over the taut skin, moaning into the camera.
“Look what you did to me… One of you pumped a baby into this slutty hole and I loved every drop. I’m so full and heavy for you.” He arched his back, letting the massive belly hang and sway. “Ready to push it out… so you can all breed me pregnant again.”
The chat flooded with cum tributes and promises. Jamie just smiled, belly glistening under the lights, already planning the after-party the second he was empty.
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