This story was originally written on commission 5 years ago. Its requestor sent me a message last week (at time of posting this) saying they lost the story and wanted me to re-send it. I was about to do that, but decided to re-read it first... it was so bad. It really reminded me that, no matter how bad of a writer I am now, I have made SO much progress.

That said, I couldn't in good conscious send the requestor this five year old rotting dumpster fire of a story. So I went through the whole thing and edited it up to my modern standards. Now it's significantly more readable. It still sucks, but it's so much better than it was. So much so, in fact, that I decided I actually want to post it. Even though it has absolutely nothing to do with what I usually write and has nothing of interest to my core audience.

If you're a longtime reader of mine, probably best to skip this story as it's not for you. It has no modularity, detachment, or anything of the sort, and unlike everything else I write, it focuses around DubCon. If, however, you're in the market for a sleezy M/f shortstack DubCon impregnation story... this be that.