Cutters Creek 2/? (MF, preg) Several weeks had passed since the tension-filled conversation with Cindy. Alexi hoped that her headstrong young friend would take her advice to steer clear of the Church of the Spirit crowd, but she hadn't been keeping much in touch. Partly it was work. The day after the talk with Cindy, both of the Meador twins had their triplets on the very SAME DAY. Sally Mae and Ruthie Joe, the girls who normally helped Alexi at the clinic, were both out that day with morning sickness and Alexi wasn't as nimble as she used to be with her own little bulge getting bigger by the day. To say she had her hands full was an understatement! And the delivery was only the beginning of the problem. Soon she had six healthy but very hungry babies trying to nurse from only four milk-filled tits - huge, well- supplied titties, but still only four. Fortunately, the twins' older sisters had just given birth, too, but they only had one baby each. A quick call got the two new aunts down at the clinic and soon four happy women were suckling eight happy babies. The story had a happy ending in another way, too. The near crisis finally convinced the State Health Department to send Alexi some help. She almost jumped for joy when she saw the help that was sent. Dr. Carlos Gonzalez was a hunk, dark skin, curly black hair and dark, burning eyes. Actually Carlos wasn't quite yet a doctor. The Department sent him to Cutters Creek as part of his internship. Although Alexi was happy, Carlos was not. He let it be known that he would rather be back in the state capital at the university teaching hospital doing research. But he had a commitment to the state and had to fill in during the emergency. Carlos also let everyone know that Becca, his hot, blonde, society-girl fiancee, wasn't too happy about not having her Latin lover to keep her satisfied at night either. Neither of these facts unduly concerned Alexi. She had an idea what seeing dozens of pregnant young females would do to Carlos. She intended to be the one to reap the benefits. Carlos might not have intended to be unfaithful to Becca, but Alexi was horny and had other ideas. By Wednesday things were quieted down and they were taking a rare break. Carlos was still in shock about why so many women and girls in Cutter's Creek were pregnant. Trying to be casual, Carlos asked Alexi about her own pregnancy. Alexi grinned. This was going to be her chance. "You know I'm not married, don't you? Do you think that makes me a `bad girl.'" "Of course not, Alexi. I see plenty of cases of unwanted pregnancy. Contraception is never 100% certain." "Would you think differently if you knew a twelve year old boy knocked me up?" she grinned. "Twelve?" "Yep! And while he was doing it, there was nothing I wanted more than him to put his baby in me." "You actually wanted to let a twelve year old boy make you pregnant?" Carlos asked incredulously. "I'd better tell you the whole story." [See http://www.storiesonline.net or http://www.asstr.org/~Vargas/ for the story.] ***** "And that's how a sixth-grade stuffed my belly full of babies," Alexi frinned as she glanced at Carlos's crotch. "Babies?" Carlos gasped, still trying to absorb Alexi's tale. "Yeah he put two in me," Alexi patted her pregnant paunch and grinned as Carlos's eyes fastened on it. She knew what hearing about her experience would do to him and she had been right. "Did you like my story?" "It - er -- demonstrates a different dimension of the phenomenon. We'll need to go deeper to find out what's really going on," Carlos stammered. "But I mean, you `enjoyed' hearing how that donkey- dicked boy knocked me up, didn't you?" "It was ... er, edifying." "So," she snorted, "your prick was `edified' as I told you how that well hung boy got me so horny I let him put a baby in me?" "Alexi, it's not that at all ..." "Isn't it? I saw you get that big hardon when I talked about getting a big pregnant belly. Do you like getting women pregnant. I'll bet you're looking forward to making your fiancee's tummy swell, aren't you?" "Yes, but ..." Carlos couldn't speak both from the arousal he felt and some guilt about his conduct with Becca. Both as her fiancee and her gynecologist, he hadn't been totally ethical. Having a big family was very important to Carlos. He had ten little brothers and sisters. He could hardly remember his mother NOT having a big belly. Carlos wanted a houseful of kids, himself. He was concerned that Becca would not be able to have children; several female relatives of hers had not. Besides, he figures her stockbroker father couldn't object to their getting married if he knew his daughter was pregnant. Therefore, without her knowing it, he had been giving Becca fertility pills rather than contraceptives. And he was becoming worried that in nearly three months of daily unprotected sex, she still wasn't pregnant. "And what about afterwards? Do you intend to keep fucking your sweetie when you've finally got her belly huge and pregnant?" "Of course. The orgasms are very good for both mother and baby." "Would you prescribe the same for me?" Alexi grinned and rubbed her belly. "Alexi, don't ..." "Don't what, Carlos? Don't pull up my smock and show you how smooth and tight my belly is? Don't you think a knocked-up tummy is sexy? Or don't you want to see how wet my pussy is? Surely you know that pregnancy makes some women really horny, don't you? "Er, yes." "Ever had the experience eating the dripping pussy of a horny woman with a bulging belly?" "Er, ... no," he admitted. By now Alexi was standing in front of his chair. Slowly she lifted the hem of her ridiculously short maternity dress. "But if you had the opportunity to get your mouth on the moist cunt of a knocked up woman, you'd take it, right?" she said, sticking her belly in his face. The aroma of her overheated twat hit him like opening an oven. He fought it for as many nanoseconds as he could, then plunged his face into her steaming snatch. It didn't take him long to have Alexi screaming in one orgasm after another. (His skill at pleasuring Becca with his mouth was one of the reasons she chose Carlos over many richer suitors.) But, surprise, surprise, soon neither Alexi or Carlos were satisfied with eating and getting eaten. "I've got to get fucked, you wonderful cuntlicker. I want you cock in my pregnant pussy." By this time she got no argument from him. In moments Alexi had Carlos in the examination room and had herself in the same position in which Jeb had bred her a few months ago. God, Carlos thought Alexi looked sexy as he bunched her maternity smock above the now noticeable bulge in her tummy. "Babies love it when Mommy cums," she cooed. "Make my baby happy, Carlos. Make Mommy happy! Make Mommy come again with that beautiful cock of yours! Yes, baby! Fuck me. Oh, shit, I need it! Fuckkkk meeeeieieieiei!" She came hard as Carlos unloaded enough spunk to impregnate fifty fertile nurses. His pecker didn't know she'd already been done and continued pumping jism into her hot pleasure hole. She loved it and loved knowing she'd be getting a lot more of this from now on. ***** A few days later Alexi called Cindy to ask if she could bring Carlos along to the next Health/Welfare inter-departmental meeting. Cindy seemed rather uninterested, but agreed to the usual time at her office. Alexi and Carlos's arrival together was not a coincidence; they had spent the afternoon together. Yeah, doing exactly what you are thinking. Since she had seduced him that first week, Alexi spent every night and as many odd hours as possible with Carlos's prick in her. Alexi was surprised at the change she saw at Cindy's office. The gray walls had been redone in pinks and blues. Gone were annual reports of the Welfare Department and the pamphlets on how to get a job. In their place were magazines and books about pregnancy and childbearing. As she waited, Alexi began idly thumbing through "Single Mother." To her surprise the magazine did not deal with the problems of bringing up a child alone. Rather, it was dedicated rather to advising single women how to get pregnant even if their boyfriends did not want to father a child. It even included "Principles" a humorous story by Homer Vargas, one of Alexi's favorite internet pornwriters, about how a woman tricks her husband into getting her pregnant time after time after time. She grinned, seeing that pages of near nude women with paunches of varying sizes in "Pregnancy Today" had given Carlos a hardon. They were both so engrossed in these strange periodicals they hardly heard Cindy waltzed in. When they looked up, Alexi was shocked! Gone was the slightly sourpuss expression she had seen in weeks past. Cindy was radiantly happy. Her clothing showed it. Rather than jeans and baggy sweaters, Cindy had on a cute little sundress cut four or five inches above her knee and a surprisingly translucent blouse. Gym shoes had given way to smart white pumps. Alexi and Carlos looked at each other in astonishment. "She's not wearing a bra!" Carlos' eyes said to Alexi. "Hell, she's not even wearing panties!" Alexi's eyes replied. "Well, I guess we can get started," Cindy sighed, "Although I can't see why you people are so worried about folks around here having babies." Did Alexi hear correctly? Three weeks ago Cindy had been incensed about the `animalistic behavior" of the "savages" here. Now she found noting out of line? "What do you mean, Cindy" "I went to see Rev. Daniels and now I understand everything," she replied angelically. Cindy! You didn't really talk to that awful man, did you?" Alexi asked apprehensively. "Of course I did. I said I would and I'm glad I did. Lucas really straightened some things out between us." Alexi and Carlos exchanged glances but Cindy blithely proceeded.