[Pregnancy, Cosplay, Roleplay, Belly Focus]
Ash Ketchum had been through a lot in his life as a Trainer. He had gone on a journey that spanned the regions of the world, and tried his hand at beating the various Pokémon Leagues with various teams and his closest partner, Pikachu. And despite facing defeat after defeat after defeat, he always got back on his feet and did what he did best. Train his Pokémon for the next big battle. And eventually, he managed to do it.
Becoming the Champion of Alola let him snowball out of control. Finally winning tournament after tournament, allowing him the glory that he had always been hunting. To be a Pokémon Master. But there was always one thing that lingered in the back of his mind, with every victory that gave him what he wanted. One girl that had managed to charm his heart way back during his very first journey.
The Ditto-specialist, Duplika. To say that she had managed to charm his pants off with her affinity for cosplay and disguises, as well as how effectively she had trained her Ditto to do exactly what she wanted it to, would be an understatement. Especially as he kept coming back to her after every single League victory. Visiting her and telling her all about the people that he had met and bonded with.
All of this bonding eventually led to something more growing between them. Especially after he had managed to finally win the Kanto Pokémon League. Instead of telling her everything about what he had gotten up to, he decided to do what he should've done the first time that they met up again after he became champion. He asked her to be with him for the rest of their lives, proposing to her and hoping that she would be his wife.
Of course she said yes. She was ecstatic over the fact that he had come back again and again, and kept entertaining her interest in dressing up as others. So much so that the very first night that they spent as a married couple was intense, with Duplica dressing up as the various companions that Ash had been traveling with across the years.
Though they had known each other for a couple of years since he became a Champion, with the formerly young boy now reaching the ripe age of 25, she didn't know if he had any interests. But when he started putting his head up against her stomach the morning after their passionate and intimate lovemaking session... She understood what Ash had been into all along.
The sight of her lover being so happy to find out that she had been knocked up... She'd entertain his kink just as much as he was entertaining hers. As long as he was willing to play along a little, and play rough after everything they had done together.
Besides, as the Wife of a Champion as great as Ash, she had to show that she could handle it all. No matter the scenario, no matter who she had to dress as.
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"W-What do you think you're doing!?"
"Giving my favorite breeder what she deserves. What do you think I'm doing?"
"I-I'm not a breeder, you know!"
"Really? You're much better at it than training your Pokémon, Flannery."
Ash grinned as he looked up at his wife, who was currently doing her best impression of the Hoenn Gym Leader, Flannery. He had told her all about how she wasn't fit for her role as a Gym Leader, because of the weight and responsibility of the role. He found it incredibly adorable in hindsight, and always wanted to try and bully her a bit.
Which was why 'Flannery' was currently blushing and squirming as Ash planted kiss after kiss on her rather exaggerated belly. Not only was she pregnant with triplets after that intense night they shared, but this outfit that Flannery was known to wear... It was completely bare near the belly. Which meant that her stomach, which had already grown so gravid she looked like she had been pregnant for the whole nine months with just a single child, was jutting out so badly that it was dangerously vulnerable to whatever kisses that Ash wanted to shower it in...
"Y-You're not allowed to say that!" 'Flannery' huffed as she crossed her arms, even as she was practically pinned to the couch in their shared living room. "I-It's not fair, I wasn't ready for your Pokémon! You had a lot more experience than I did!" She whined, almost like a spoilt child. Even as a few moans slipped out in between her words, thanks to the sensitive nature of her gravid belly being peppered in kisses.
Ash chuckled as he let up on all those kisses. "Yeah. But you gave your Pokémon the wrong commands, and you hadn't bonded with them yet. It made it seem like you never wanted to make them fight." He said, all while slowly letting his hand slide across her belly, watching his cosplaying wife squirm more and more as he touched it. "But the moment I told you to spread your legs, you were suddenly happy to have them watching you... Oh, I get it-"
"N-No, you don't get it! I didn't want to be watched like that!" 'Flannery' quickly cut him off, panting and gasping as her cheeks flushed brighter and brighter red. "I-I just didn't have time to grab my Poké Balls because you were being so forceful!" She made such a pitiful excuse. And it was clear it was pitiful, because her pants were getting absolutely soaked as her voice cried out.
"Really? You sure it's not because you wanted them to understand?" Ash teased her, all while unzipping his pants ever slightly to allow his cock a bit of room to breathe. It was still trapped in its boxers, but like this it was possible for him to grind that strained bulge right up against her thick thighs. "You wanted them to understand their Trainer was much better as a Caretaker, a Breeder... Maybe even a Daycare Lady?" He kept on piling degrading titles onto the 'Gym Leader', emphasizing each of them with a small thrust...
Ever single title that poured through 'Flannery's ear was making her tremble more and more. Her nipples pushed out against her top, and her pussy... Well it had already gotten way too soaked before, but now that Ash's cock was grinding against her thighs, thrusting in and out to tease her more and more, it was actively leaking straight down onto the couch below. It would be hell to wash that out, but it was a hell that was worth it. Because this felt so good...
"You're not fighting back, Flannery. Maybe you've started to understand." Ash said with his grin growing even bigger, as he slowly pushed the very tip of his boxer-covered cock up against her equally covered pussy. It didn't matter that there was a whole set of pants in the way. He would tease her by thrusting it forward ever so slightly, letting their fabric-covered privates kiss again and again. All while his hands continued to rub away at that rather generous looking belly, while planting another few kisses on it. It had only been about three months at this point, and yet his wife was already so big. It made him so unbelievably hard, especially as he kept on touching it and practically worshipping it while degrading the woman he loved. At least, the role she was currently playing.
"F-Fine... F-Fine!" 'Flannery' cried out as she looked straight at the boy that she loved. All while her heart raced more and more. She knew he wanted to hear it. She knew she didn't want to say it. But her pussy was aching, and if she was going to make it through then she needed to satiate it. Just so it would calm down and stop driving her mad. "I-I'm a better Breeder than a Trainer. I'm much better when I'm knocked up, rather than when I try to knock Pokémon out. T-There, you happy?" She confessed, trembling as she had a very immodest and rather immediate orgasm upon letting those words slip out...
Ash nodded, as he pulled down his boxers. "More than you could possibly imagine, Flannery. But you're just as happy, aren't you?" He said, all while pushing his now-naked cock right up against the wettest spot on her pants. "You've been waiting to admit that for ages. Waiting to abandon any hope of being a Pokémon Trainer and just be a good Breeder." He continued, teasing her more and more as that cock would try to pierce through the fabric if it was left alone...
"N-No, I-I have hope. I-It's just that I'm still inexperienced!" Even after admitting that, 'Flannery' wasn't about to give in and give up. No, she still had a bit of spunk in her. She still wanted to try and make it seem like she could stand on her own two feet when it came to being a Pokémon Trainer.
Something that Ash had to put a stop to, as he yanked her pants and panties down. Finally exposing that hole he had come to love, and how overly wet it had gotten thanks to all the teasing and degradation he had piled onto her. Which only made him grow harder, especially as he felt that belly gently trembling as he put his palms on top of it again. The babies inside might not be close to properly grown, but they were definitely on their way there.
"Well, let's see you lose a bit of that experience." Ash teased her as he finally thrust his cock inside, letting her needy folds wrap around his cock in a matter of seconds. "Because you were never meant to be a Trainer, Flannery. Your body always wanted you to be a Breeder. You just ran away from it because you weren't ready!"
'Flannery' trembled. She could feel that cock reaching far into her. And it felt really good. "L-Lose experience?! What do you mean, I can't just lose experience just because you're breeding me!" She cried out, not understand what the young man was getting at. Not even as her legs started to wrap around his waist...
"The more I fuck you, the more I breed you, the more your body forgets what it's like to be a Trainer. And if I knock you up while you're already knocked up, then you'll never forget the feeling of being a Breeder!" Ash cried out, grinning a bit as his hips sped up. He knew that what he was saying was bogus. But he was getting way too into all of this.
'Flannery's eyes widened as she let out moan after moan, that cock reaching deeper and deeper into her. She wanted to stop it. She wanted to keep being a Trainer. But he was right. She loved this way too much. She loved the feeling of life growing within her. She loved being rammed straight into. And she loved the sensation of cum pouring into her and ensuring that she'd end up even more pregnant...
In the end, the red-haired girl was forced to let out a powerful moan as her lower lips tightened around the shaft stuck within them. She was cumming. And there was nothing she could do to stop it. The orgasmic sense of pleasure rushed through her and stopped her from doing anything except lie down and let all the juices pour out from her hole, while that rod was still nestled nicely inside her hole.
And with his Wife doing what she did best when pushed this far, Ash couldn't help himself as he was forced to cum as well. Thick white sticky droplets pouring straight out from his urethra as it all started pouring into the hole that led to his wife's womb. That breeding chamber was no doubt full of plenty of cum at this point, given their tendency to fuck every other day, which would only ensure that their kids would end up just as rambunctious as their parents...
As they slowly started to recover from all of their passionate love making, Duplica's wig finally managed to fall off. Letting her natural green hair pop out, as she took a deep breath and looked down at her husband with a blush on her cheeks. "What was that all about, honey? Working out some frustration..?"
"Something like that." Ash said with a smile as he laid his head down on her oversized belly, carefully drawing a heart on it with his fingertip. "Flannery was always a bit too stilted. She clearly wanted to be a good model Gym Leader, but she didn't know how to. So I wanted to see what it'd be like to push her far out of that role, and into a role she always look much better for. I mean, you've worn her outfit, you know how much it emphasized her belly."
Duplica nodded, all while blushing a little bit more. Honestly, after these first three months of her pregnancy, when she was still only so far along and had still managed to grow so big... She was actually a little astonsihed to experience just how good it could feel to be pregnant. How good it felt to have her gravidity worshipped by the man she loved, and how sensitive the surface of her belly had gotten. Was she getting into this as much as her husband was? Possibly, especially if he kept on nudging her towards loving it more and more.
"So, would you do that if you had the chance?" She asked, slowly drawing a heart on her belly as well. Even drawing one half while Ash drew the other. "Telling her that she'd be best as a breeder, then helping her become one?"
He shook his head and smiled. "There's only one Breeder in my life. And that's you, Duplica." Ash said, sighing sweetly as he looked down at her belly yet again. "It won't be that long before we'll be blessed, you know. We have to make sure we're ready..."
With a blush on her cheeks as he made it clear that these scenarios were only so wild because of her, she nodded as well... And quietly imagined just how wild they could get...
Still six months to go, after all...
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"You're looking spry despite carrying around a couple of passengers, Clair."
"I don't care how many times you say it. I'm not pregnant!"
"Really, then what's the belly supposed to mean? I don't think a girl like you would like to be fat either."
"I'd rather be fat than pregnant! Nobody has earned the right to breed with me, especially not you!"
Two more months had passed, and Ash and his Wife were currently in the middle of another hot cosplay session. This time, he had told her a lot about one of the Gym Leaders from Johto, a proud young lady by the name of Clair. And how she adamantly refused to give away her badge unless he did a couple extra errands for her.
Which was why 'Clair' was so vehemently self-secure in her belief that she wasn't pregnant. She hadn't even fucked Ash since they met after so many years. No, she had stuffed herself in frustration instead. That was clearly why she was fat. And though it was a humiliating point in her life, it was much preferred to being bred after she had been defeated!
"Still as bratty as ever. Even if you've grown nice and thick." Ash said, idly whistling as he examined her body. Honestly, seeing his wife cramming herself into that leotard that Clair always wore was gettiing him real hard. Especially as it pushed in against her belly and made her look as pregnant as she was two months ago. Concealing the true size of her gravidity was super hot...
'Clair' huffed as that young man called her bratty. She was a strong Dragon Tamer. He was just a normal Trainer. He didn't understand the gap between the two, and how he had to respect it. So she just remained nice and silent as she turned away from him, trying to ignore him. Because he hadn't earned the right to make her watch him.
Ash chuckled. His wife was really playing her role perfectly. But that just meant he had to nudge her and try to see if she could keep it up when temptation started to push past her. And what better way to do that than to make sure that she couldn't keep that belly pressed in?
"Oh, no!" The young man cried out as he walked over towards a table that he had pre-prepared, full of all sorts of sweets that were themed after the various foods that Pokémon devoured whenever they were being trained. "Look at all these poffins and cakes I've made! It'd be a shame if they all went to waste!" He tried to sound truly shocked and hurt, all to try and see what Clair would do.
'Clair' twitched a little as she heard that. And then she started to pick up on the sweet smell of all the confectionaries and goodies that were placed on that table. And she couldn't stop herself from drooling as she walked over, clearing her throat. "This is all a trick to try and make me respect you, isn't it? Well, I won't allow it. I'll eat them all because they're supposed to be mine, and not because-"
She didn't get to finish her prideful and almost bratty performance before Ash tossed one of the Pokéblocks that he had prepped right into her mouth, carefully watching her chew on it once it made its way inside. And giggling with glee as he saw the blush spread across her cheeks as she realized just how potent and powerful the flavor was...
"For all your bravado, you start crumpling once you taste something sweet." Ash said as he slid a chair on over, allowing the blue-haired Dragon Tamer to sit down and get nice and comfy. All while the seating position made her stomach push up against the table, while her cheeks were threatening to leak out over the sides of the seat itself. "So how about I feed you a bit? Don't worry, you won't get much bigger than you already are. Besides, if it's really fat, then you shouldn't worry about it growing bigger."
'Clair' wanted to try and protest this kind of logic, but didn't get much of a chance before Ash stuffed a nice and thoroughly fluffy poffin straight into her mouth. She couldn't stop herself from chewing through it fast either, the flavor overwhelming her. All while he kept one of his hands right on that belly, rubbing and squeezing it to make sure it was as fat as she implied it was.
"You know, it's a lot more firm than I'd expect." Ash said, his voice lowering a few octaves as he leaned in while pushing another poffin into the Dragon Tamer's mouth. "It doesn't feel like it's made of fat. In fact, it feels like you've been hiding a big secret from me for a long time." He teased her with this intimate tone, all while drawing one heart after another on the leotard-covered belly.
Finally getting a chance to breathe in between being stuffed with poffins, 'Clair' shot the young man a glare. "A-And how are you supposed to know what a fat belly feels like compared to a pregnant one!? You're not the one who's gotten frustrated over losing to the point where you start stuffing yourself and end up with a gut that humiliates you in front of your clan!" Some of that natural smugness was being pulled away, all while she kept on trying to defend herself. But she didn't wear an angry expression as she ranted at him. No, she wore a smug expression. Because she knew that as he ranted at him, he would slow down because of what she just told him...
That's what she thought. But then he stuffed another poffin into her mouth and shut her right back up. "I'm sorry, but you're the one who started eating. If you want to blame anybody for what you did, you'd have to blame yourself." He shut her argument down with nothing more than a few words and a nice treat. Just like he had completely shut down her offense back when he tried to get her Gym Badge. "Besides. You think this is a bad thing?"
'Clair' blushed as he grabbed ahold of her fat and jiggled it around a bit. Or rather, grabbed ahold of the pregnant belly hidden underneath the very subtle layer of fat. The only reason there was anything to grasp and squeeze into was due to the poffins that she had been eating. They were working very quickly, causing her stomach to bulge outward more and more. At the very same time, causing her belly to strain itself against her leotard.
If he kept on feeding her like this, if he kept on reminding her that it wasn't just fat and was due to what she thought he had forgotten... if he kept on doing all of that, there was no way that she'd end up being able to endure. Nor would her leotard. It was the sole thing that kept her from giving into her base instincts and just alllowing herself to power through her own need to appear smug and self-secure...
"You're looking really strained, Clair." Ash said, seeing straight through her. Especially as he gave that belly a nice tug, listening to the sound of the individual stitches snapping moment by moment. "What happened to all that bravado? All those excuses?" He kept on teasing her, especially as that tugging turned into rubbing. "Maybe you've finally realized that you can't blame anybody but yourself for how big you've grown. You know that it's all your own fault. Getting this fat... No, getting this gravid."
"I-It's not a pregnancy, how many times do I have to tell you!?" 'Clair' shouted back, though her big mouth opening so wide made it vulnerable as several poffins were stuffed in at the same time, with the blue-haired Dragon Tamer doing her best to swallow them all at once.
The moment all of those poffins went down her throat and started digesting in her tummy was the moment that her leotard coudn't handle even a moment more. Every single stitch that tried to keep the leotard held together popped open at the same time, causing it to burst apart. It wasn't just the stitching either, because as that belly started to push outward, the fabric itself was tearing. So while it popped open in the sides, it also tore free in the front, leaving absolutely nothing able to cover up 'Clair's belly, much less any other secrets that were kept hidden beneath.
Like the lacy lingerie that had been stuck to her belly since the moment she decided that she actually liked it. It didn't reach all the way up, just to the belly button, but it definitely made her appeal feel different. It wasn't just a pregnant belly, nor was it a belly that had a bit of extra meat on it to make it stand out. It was a belly that had been dressed to impress, because it was one of the girl's charm points.
"And just like that, you've shown your true colors. Pushed to the brink like before. But instead of giving me the badge because you were told you, you showed that you were pregnant all along. How's it feel, Clair?" Ash said, carefully running his fingers along that lace-covered belly. It was something that he had suggested... But he didn't actually expect his Wife to wear it. Mostly because he didn't want to overstep his boundaries and make it seem like she had to wear it to make him feel happy.
'Clair' trembled and panted, her pussy completely exposed as her lingerie did very little in terms of keeping her modest down below. And she was drenched. No, actually, she was beyond drenched. The seat was not only completely soaked, but it was creaking too. Because now that her true weight and her true size had been revealed, something that also caused the table to get pushed back, she was way too heavy for the chair. It couldn't really even handle her sitting on it for much longer, that's how audible the creaking was.
"F-Fine... I-I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant with your children! Now would you stop teasing me so much and just get on with it!?" 'Clair' cried out, all while her belly started to grow rough and rowdy. Small kicks and bumps in the same fashion were becoming rapidly visible on the surface. Her kids weren't happy to be pinned in by that leotard for so long, and now they were getting upset. Which in turn meant that they were causing a lot of trouble for their Mommy, because she couldn't really handle the sensation of all of this. She could barely even handle what it felt like to be pregnant in the first place. All because of how much her Hubby had been teasing her belly and training her in the art of being into her own pregnancy.
Ash smiled at the sound of her being completely and utterly honest. Which allowed him to sweep her off her feet, and carry her off into the bedroom with a bright grin on his face. Sure, she was heavy, but he had done a lot of training during his time as a trainer. Somebody as heavy as her, who had three well-grown passengers hanging around inside her womb, wasn't going to be a problem for him.
And as he let her lay down on their shared bed, 'Clair' looking up at the young man that had managed to foil her again... She just spread her legs and accepted that this was how things were going to be...
It didn't take long for him to mount her. Just like it didn't take long for them to cum. This kind of foreplay was the kind that turned them on far too much, especially since 'Clair's kids had driven her past the point of climaxing long ago. Sticking his cock in was practically a formality, and it made it just a little bit easier for him to rest his head on top of his belly, looking lovingly down at the woman that he loved.
Duplica sighed as she looked at the many hearts that were now actually tattooed onto her belly. Something that she had done secretly when Ash wasn't aware, and something that he had responded rather positively to. "You like the lace, honey?" She asked, gently taking off her wig to let her hair out to breathe again. "It was a bit hard to acquire, so..."
"I love it. It actually really compliments you, Duplica." Ash said, slowly trailing his fingers along the gaps between the lace and his wife's enormous belly. "Underneath all that, there's a sweet woman that always listened to me. And always replicates the women that I've met with such precision that it makes me hard every time. Especially when I see her trying her best to give me the impression I knocked them up."
"Even if there's only really one for me." Ash concluded, planting a kiss on the heart resting right under his wife's belly button. He knew what he loved. He knew what he liked. And both of those things were in front of him, as he smiled from left to right.
Duplica blushed more and more, letting out a moan as she felt the kids inside her womb slowly stop thrashing around in response to their dad giving them a kiss indirectly. Though even then, she was still way too turned on. "S-So... Round two?" She asked, panting as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Clair's not going to lose this time, Ash!" The expert cosplayer cried out, popping her wig right back on...
All while her husband met her challenge, his smile turning to a grin. They still had so much time left before that critical day would arrive...
And he had to start getting ready, once he finished having all that fun with her...
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There was only a month or so until that fateful day would come. And yet despite that, those two were still in the middle of doing what they loved. Playing out the scenarios that Ash had thought up, so he could indulge the kink that he harbored. All while Duplica enabled him and enjoyed it just as much as he did.
"Oh, Whitney! It's milking time!"
Ash cried out as he walked into the makeshift stall that he had gone through the trouble of constructing for just this sort of occasion. All while staring at a certain pink-haired woman that he had taken a lot of care of since he met her again.
Whitney, one of the Johto Gym Leaders. A former brat who eventually understood the meaning of a proper defeat. And in exchange, she gave the boy her badge and asked him to come back when they were both older. And what happened then?
Why, they fucked harder than ever before. She had been doing her best to take care of all the Miltanks on her family's farm, and he had grown quite envious. So she wanted to try and be a cow herself. Which meant that she needed to get milky, which meant that she needed to get pregnant. Something that Ash ahd been more than happy to help her with, considering he always wanted to see how big she'd look when she ended up as fertile as her incredibly strong Miltank...
To say that he had gone a bit overboard would be an understatement. The sheer amount of breeding he had carried out left Whitney a bit overencumbered. Like she could barely walk due to the size of her gravidity. Sure, it wasn't going to be long before the calves would pop on out, but she looked so big that she could pop out a couple dozen. Even though they were sure that there were only three inside.
'Whitney' looked towards Ash with a soft smile and a set of dim eyes. The other reason why he thought he had gone overboard was due to the way she looked at him. It was not the look of somebody that wanted to bone him, or really a human in that sense. It was the look of an animal looking at its owner. And the second that she laid her eyes on him, her lower lips started to drool. Probably because of that aforementioned breeding going overboard.
Still, he smiled as he motioned for her to grab the bar that was a part of this little makeshift stall. "Come on, Whitney. You can get up. You're a good girl, a little pregnancy's not going to weigh you down!" He encouraged her, motioning and beckoning her to get up and get closer to the bar for a bit of support. All while he noticed the subtle traces of activity across her belly, and did his very best to not just burst right out of his pants and get to the part that he loved beyond anything else...
'Whitney' softly let out a "Moooooo..." as she managed to get up onto her feet. All while her udders started leaking milk straight through her cow-print bikini. She didn't really know why she wore it, because it was pressing up against her udders. But the man who owned her told her that she should wear it, so she didn't have any choice. Besides, it wasn't like she wore it at all times. Especially when it was time to get milked. Her favorite time of the day...
Despite how overencumbered she had gotten thanks to the sheer size of her belly, despite the fact that she was drizzling milk through her top, it didn't take much for her to grab onto that bar and get nice and ready. Because her belly was so big that it could rest against the floor and keep her steady, even if it meant that her milk was softly dripping down the side of her tummy.
With how big she was, it wasn't very easy for Ash to grasp onto her and help milk her. But he could do something else. By carefully removing her top and attaching a set of hoses that were perfectly fit for her oversized nipples, as well as a hose that went straight into her mouth, it wouldn't take much for her to be ready for milking. As for what the hose in the mouth was for... It was just to make sure that she was being satisfied while she was being milked.
"Alright, Whitney. I'm turning on the machine. Just squeeze the bar extra tight if you need help!" Ash said as he turned on a simple valve, which caused the hoses that were pressed onto the human cow's tits to start sucking rather violently. Almost immediately causing a generous amount of milk to pour out and get slurped down the hose.
Whitney let out a moo and a moan in tandem, both being muffled by the hose inside her mouth. Though she wouldn't be moaning or mooing for much longer either, as a steady stream of food poured down the hose she was sucking on, and started to feed her rather rapidly so she would be kept nice and fed while she was being milked.
Milk went out. Food went in. This was a routine that Ash had gotten really used to seeing. And arguably also a reason why she had started turning into a cow in a more literal sense. Her dimming mind, her simplified movements, her words consisting of nothing but moos leaving her lips... All of that was caused by this kind of treatment.
And it tunred him on like you wouldn't believe. Seeing such a pregnant cow straining under her own weight, only able to support herself using the bar... It was making his pants burst open without him even having a chance to stop it. Which meant that his cock was out in the open. And if the cow got a whiff of that, then milking would get a lot harder.
So the only thing that Ash could do was put his cock to good use. He walked around the excessively pregnant cow, gently letting his hand slide across her oversized belly to ascertain how close she was to that fateful day, before grabbing ahold of her thighs once he made it behind her...
'Whitney' didn't initially react, because the pleasure of having her breasts milked was a bit too strong compared to anything else. But once she felt his cock pushing into her fertile hole, the human cow's eyes widened as wide as possible as she felt all that pleasure slamming through her. She could feel her body shifting back and forth as he thrust, all while she still kept a firm grip on that bar...
This was what she actually wanted. As much as she loved being milked and fed this sweet slop that kept her nice and plump and docile, what she always looked forward to was when her owner just couldn't handle it any longer. The breeding that resulted was enough to knock out anybody that wasn't prepared for it. But she was always prepared. Always ready to take her owner's shaft as deep as it could possibly go. It didn't matter how thick it was, nor how strong his thrusts were. As long as he was satisfied, she'd be satisfied.
Ash panted and gasped as he thrust into Whitney. He had gotten really used to this hole over the last few months. But there was something that made it all the more alluring now that she had gotten this gravid. Something that made him thrust in with the intensity of a proper bull. He wanted to knock her up. Even though she was this close to popping out her triplets. He wanted to knock her up again and make sure that she would be pregnant only a few days after she had given birth. He wanted her to stay pregnant, while also allowing the family to grow. It was a foolish wish and one that was practically impossible, but was what drove him to fuck her harder than ever.
Even with his hands gripping her hips for support, those plump broodmother-like hips that had grown nice and thick over the last few months, he was starting to lose his grip with every thrust. He was slamming everything he had into that hole. He did not hold back at all. He wanted to breed her. He wanted to make sure that she was being knocked up further. Things that weren't possible, though it wouldn't stop him. He just wanted to see her bigger. Especially when she was getting this close...
His eyes widened. While he was busy pounding her this hard, he completely forgot about the most important thing. Of course, if he fucked her this hard, there was a chance that things might just end up going wrong with her pregnancy. And that was the last thing that he wanted. So he started to slow down, even as he crept closer and closer to his own orgasm. All for the sake of his Wife who currently acted like his cow.
At least that's what he tried to do. Then she slammed her hips up against him, and the hose that fed her popped right out of her mouth. With a simple glance over her shoulder and a needy "Moooooo..!", it was hard not to understand that she wanted him to keep going. She was enjoying this just as much as he was. And she wanted to cum too. She wanted him to breed her. So that they could both hit that climax that they wanted.
It didn't matter to her that her children were being riled up. It didn't matter that she could feel them all kicking around inside her womb. It all didn't matter. What mattered was the pleasure that came with being fucked in a state like that. Having them tremble inside her and drive her further up the wall of pleasure, while her owner bred her..!
"What a feisty girl you are..!" Ash cried out with renewed vigor. And he slammed his cock straight into her, panting and gasping within seconds. Every few moments, he slammed his cock into her again. And again. Letting the tip smash into her cervix and threaten to burst into her womb. But he held back just enough that it would stay intact despite the beating.
And while he was breeding her with this much intensity, her tits were spewing out more and more milk. She was being milked completely dry thanks to a little bit of intense lovemaking. She loved it. Not only would 'Whitney' be making lots and lots of milk for her owner, but that milk could be reused since it was being slurped up and collected by those tubes. Even if they would start spilling a bit due to the sheer intensity of the milking, it wouldn't really matter. Because plenty had already been milked, and all of that milk would be nice and cold by the time the fateful day came.
Which was a good thing, because those two hoses popped right off once Ash let out a powerful shout and thrust as deep as he could go, his cock proverbially kissing the entrance to his Cow's womb as he started cumming inside. Ropes of white goo were splattered all around inside that vaginal canal, all while he rested against the back of his overly gravid cow, panting and gasping as it had taken a lot out of him.
Of course she was climaxing as well. Trembling and gasping as her wig ended up falling right off. Pink hair giving way to her usual hair as she looked right back over her shoulder with a soft smile on her face. "What was all that for, Hubby..?" She asked, having broken character since her disguise had been ruined, all while slowly pulling herself forward ever slightly using the bar so he could slide out of her without putting his body through much strain.
"Just..." Ash panted, hugging his wife from behind as he very softly started to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her belly, but right now he just wanted to show her some love in general and if he couldn't reach that belly then this would have to do. "Just a little worried about the kids. It's almost time, so..." He muttered, a blush on his cheek. Even though he had pushed her so far along and made her fall in love with being pregnant and being fucked while pregnant, he had a vulnerable side.
Her answer to this was simple. She motioned for him to shuffle around to the front of her body, all while she kept a nice grip on the iron bar. All so he could look down at her while she was resting on top of her belly, all so she could look up at him while his cock throbbed at the sight of her enormously gravid form...
All so she could trap that tender cock right between her breasts, giving it a very nice and very brief tit job, squeezing those soft and milky mounds around it to make sure that he was getting everything he could want out of those enormous udders. They weren't just there to be milked, after all. He could also have a lot of fun with them...
Ash trembled a bit as he felt those milky mounds press against his cock. It had already shot out plenty of cum just a few minutes ago, but it was getting nice and hard from just being rubbed up against like this. In fact, he grew erect after just a few presses, with his cock squirting out a bit of milk straight onto his wife's face, causing him to stumble against the iron bar and tremble a bit...
"Looks like you've still got plenty left in you, Bull." Duplica giggled, licking a bit of cum off her face while the rest got caught in between her breasts. "So how about you get it all emptied out inside me, then you worry your little butt off? Your Cow's not completely empty yet." She said, gently rocking back and forth on her belly to make sure that she was as horny as she could be. "Besides... You're the one who made me fall in love with this belly, Ash. You have to make sure you finish the job, otherwise it'll just keep making me feel like this."
She had a point. And after picking up her wig and helping her put it back on, he reached for her tits and started milking her the proper way. Squeezing his hands into each tit and yanking it up and down and up and down...
As 'Whitney's moos echoed out through the air, he started growing hard again. A bit of foreplay before he'd mate with her wildly like a Bull... For the last time, at least until they were born.
The fateful day was close. And even if he wanted to breed her uncontrollably, he wanted to make sure they were born healthy...
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"Wake up, Ash."
Two days before that fateful day, Ash had been pacing back and forth the entire day. He hadn't even tried to pin Duplica against the wall or against the floor and worship her belly in any way. He had remained wildly abstinent, which was remarkably out of character considering what he had indulged in up till this point...
And Duplica's solution to that was simple. A whisper into her husband's ear to wake him up while he was trying to sleep would make him open his eyes, so he could look up at her and be drawn to the sheer size of her belly, as well as the way she practically towered over him. In fact, just the sight of her like this was more than enough to get Ash completely and utterly erect.
"Duplica..?" He muttered, slowly rubbing at his eyes. "What are you doing..?" He continued, trying to get out from under her. But he couldn't. She was too heavy. And too big for him to handle. All that he could really do was look up at her, all while his cock started to get trapped in between her cheeks.
Duplica smiled as she slowly reached down and cupped his cheeks. "Happy birthday, Hubby." She said, letting that smile spread a bit further as what she said slowly sunk into the young man's head. Of course. Of course, of course. He had completely forgotten everything about his own birthday. He was so focused on keeping his wife in good health and abstaining from what he loved to make sure that everything would be alright... That he completely forgot about celebrating his own life.
"Oh, Duplica..." Ash said, blushing as he started shaking a little. She was really heavy and his cock being between her cheeks didn't stop that from being true. "I... I'm sorry I forgot everything about my own birthday. But, uh... W-Why are you doing this?" The shoe was now on the other foot. The control over the situation was utterly in her hands. Just like it had been in a couple of their scenarios.
Duplica just giggled in response, as she lifted herself up a little. "It's my gift to you, Ash. Just a little brief bit of intimacy. Not with any of the girls you've met on your journeys. Not with any of the enemies you wished you could redeem. Just your loving wife." She said, as she let the hole between her cheeks line up with that cock. She knew better than to indulge and let him fuck her in her pussy. Especially when she was this close to that special day.
Ash didn't move. Ash just watched as she slid down on his cock. Letting him tremble with every moment that passed, as their pleasure mixed together and echoed out through their shared bedroom. He was acutally used to having sex with her anally, even if he preferred to fuck her with the intent to procreate even when he wasn't able to make her more pregnant. But having her take charge and sink down this slowly and intimately was something else entirely...
So much so that he wasn't prepared for the sheer pleasure pouring through him, his body trembling as he let out a brief but potent scream of pleasure, orgasming and cumming inside his wife's ass. An act that caused Duplica to giggle as it made him look a lot cuter than usual.
"You might be such a good Trainer, and so good at breeding... But at the end of the day, you're Ash. The boy that caught my heart." Duplica chimed, slowly sinking a little further down. Until his cock was as deep inside her ass as it could possibly go. As she rested her hands on her belly, gasping softly.
Ash smiled, exhausted thanks to his impromptu orgasm, as he laid his hands on top of hers. "And you're Duplica. The girl that caught mine." He sounded so sappy when he said that. But he meant it. He really did.
The two lovers gazed longingly into each other's eyes... Only for the faint sound of something pouring out onto the young man's stomach hit their ears, and their expressions grew from loving to frantic at a moment's notice.
Their special day had come a little early...