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Archive name: cutter2.txt (MF, oral, preg)

Authors name: Homer Vargas

Story title : Cutterscreek

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Cutters Creek 2 (MF, oral, preg)

By Homer Vargas

A while back I wrote to tell everyone about things

in Cutters' Creek. To really understand what's going

on, you really ought to read not only "Cutters Creek,"

but Jimmy Davis's yarns about "Fertile Valley,"

because Cutter's Creek is just up the mountain from

there. In the first chapter we learned that

practically all the females from 10 to 70 are either

have newborns, are pregnant or are about to be. In

Chapter 1 Alexi, the Public Health nurse in Cutters

Creek, told her stuffy friend Cindy, the Welfare

Department representative, how she let herself get

knocked up, too, not that she could have done much to

help it. She also warned her younger colleague to

mind her own business. Let's see what has happened

since.

*****

Several weeks had passed since Alexi's 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 able to keep much in touch.

Partly it was work. The day after her 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 Alexi had six hungry babies and only

four milk-filled titties - huge, well-supplied

titties, but still only four. Fortunately the twins'

older sisters had just given birth, too, and they had

had only one baby each. A quick call got the two new

aunts down at the clinic and soon four happy women

were being sucked by 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 reinforcements that turned up

the next Monday morning.

Dr. Carlos Gonzalez was a hunk. Alexi grinned almost

hungrily as she took in the curly black hair, the

smooth olive skin and the piercing blue eyes of the

young doctor. Actually, Carlos wasn't quite yet a

doctor. The Department sent him to Cutters Creek as

part of his internship. Although Alexi was happy

about it, 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 morning and night, either.

Neither of these facts unduly concerned Alexi. She

was pretty sure what seeing dozens of pregnant young

females would do to the young man. She intended to be

the one to reap the benefits. Carlos might not intend

to be unfaithful to Becca, but Alexi had some ideas

about how to change his mind.

By Wednesday afternoon things were quieted down and

Alexi and Carlos 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? I guess 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 I told you it was a twelve

year old boy who knocked me up?" she grinned.

"Twelve?"

"Yep! A scrawny kid with a donkey dick. And while he had

it in me, there was nothing I wanted more than him to put

his baby in me."

"You WANTED to let a twelve year old boy make you

pregnant?" Carlos asked incredulously.

"I'd better tell you the whole story."

[See Chapter 1 for Alexi's story.]

*****

"And that the way I got my belly full of babies," Alexi

sighed.

"Babies?" Carlos gasped, still trying to absorb Alexi's

tale.

"Yeah he pumped me so full of jiz it put two in me," Alexi

patted her pregnant paunch and grinned as Carlos's eyes

fastened on it, . She could see what hearing about her

experience was doing to him and she smiled. "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-horse-

hung boy knocked me up, didn't you?"

"It was ... er, edifying."

"So," she snorted, "your prick was 'edified' hearing how

that 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 hard on when I talked

about getting a big pregnant belly. Don't you enjoy

thinking about 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. Child bearing 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 figured her father

couldn't object to their getting married if he knew his

daughter was pregnant. Therefore, without her knowing it,

he had switched Becca's contraceptives for fertility pills.

If he were back home, he would be waiting for the rabbit to

die.

"And what about afterwards?" Alexi's amused voice brought

him back from is reverie "Once you've got your sweetie's

belly huge and pregnant, do you intend to keep fucking

her?"

"Of course. The orgasms are very good for both mother and

baby." Carlos replied, happy to be clinical and have a

moment to think, not that it did him much good.

"Would you prescribe the same treatment 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 baby filled belly is already?

Don't show you how wet and pouty my pussy is? Surely you

know that pregnancy makes some women really horny, don't

you?

"Er, yes."

"Ever eaten the dripping pussy of a horny woman with a

bulging belly?"

"Er, ... no," he admitted.

By now Alexi was standing in front of the gaping galen.

Slowly she lifted higher the hem of her ridiculously short

maternity dress. "But if you had the opportunity to get

your mouth on the juicy 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 moist muff.

It didn't take Carlos long to have Alexi screaming in one

orgasm after another. His skill at pleasuring Becca with

his mouth was one of the reasons she had chosen 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."

"Alexi??" he pleaded.

Without saying a word, she bent over and offered him her

ass.

That was too much. Carlos lunged for her, but Alexi broke

for the examination room. In moments she had clambered

onto the low table and dropped to her elbows. "Woof,

woof!" she grinned back at him, raising her ass in the air.

God what a sexy bitch though Carlos 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

with that beautiful cock of yours!" she cried, quite

unnecessarily now, as Carlos had her firmly by the hips and

was pounding her vigorously.

"Yes, baby! Fuck me. Oh, shit, I need it! Fuckkkk

meeeeieieieiei!" she screamed over the excited man's

grunts, coming hard as Carlos unloaded enough spunk in the

rutting woman to impregnate fifty fertile nurses. His

pecker didn't know she'd already been done and continued

pumping jism into her hot pleasure hole. Not that Alexi

minded. 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 distracted, 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 shocked 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 and Carlos waited, Alexi began idly thumbing through

"Single Mother." To her surprise, the magazine did not

deal with the financial and emotional problems of bringing

up a child alone. Rather, it was dedicated to advising

single women how to get pregnant even if their boyfriends

did not want to father a child. It even included a

humorous story by Homer Vargas, one of Alexi's favorite

internet pornwriters. "Principles" was 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 hard on. She suspected that

dinner might be later than usual that night.

Alexi and Carlos were so engrossed in these strange

periodicals they hardly heard Cindy waltzed in. When they

looked up, Alexi was stunned! Gone was the slightly

sourpuss expression she had seen in weeks past. Cindy was

radiantly happy. Her clothing showed it. Rather than

faded jeans and baggy sweaters, Cindy had on a cute little

sundress cut four or five inches above her knee and a

surprisingly translucent blouse. Her usual 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 what you people are so worried about. Folks

around here are just 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 go see that man, did you?" Alexi

asked apprehensively.

"Of course I did. I said I would and I'm glad I did.

Jack really straightened something out between us."

Alexi and Carlos exchanged glances but Cindy was

bubbling over and proceeded with her story.

To be continued:

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