220 67400 <190331Z01051995@anon.penet.fi> article Message-ID: <190331Z01051995@anon.penet.fi> Path: ix.netcom.com!noc.netcom.net!news.sprintlink.net!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an105831@anon.penet.fi (The Archivist) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an105831@anon.penet.fi Date: Mon, 1 May 1995 18:53:55 UTC Subject: TG ARCHIVES: "Pregnancy" (2/3) Lines: 631 * I did not write this story and I make no claims as to its content. I * am simply providing a service to the alt.sex.stories newsgroup. * * If you are the original author of one of these stories, and you wish * for me to remove from my archive, let me know. * * These stories deal primarily with female domination, forced feminization, * and strong transsexual themes. If you get squeemish from this stuff, * STOP READING NOW. * * All requests for subscriptions or reposts will be utterly ignored. * It's simple enough: just wait for the story to come around again. * * * The Archivist * TRANSGENDER ARCHIVES * an105831@anon.penet.fi Pregnancy - Part 2 author unknown ***** imprisoned member, so fully drained had not even stirred through all this excitement. She was going to be ok. Alice stepped out into the night air. The cool spring breezes caressed her nylon clad thighs. The teasing wind poked sparks of life into the manhood concealed under those layers of feminine finery. Alice stopped in her tracks, fearing continued motion would bring on a spontaneous explosion that would soil her pretty panties and worse yet bring on his wife's wrath and possibly cancel the evenings exploits. "What's the matter, getting cold feet", his wife inquired? "Cold something else", Alice joked, trying to hide her predicament. "I guess you understand what we woman go through when you men insist we wear such short skirts", Susan answered. "The car will be warmer, once you get over the feel of how cold the vinyl seats will be", Susan continued. Alice went to the passenger side not knowing their destination. She stood at the door and waited for instructions. "Get in, I'll drive", came his wife's command. They quickly left the neighborhood and Alice was glad. Alan felt pretty confident that he "passed" as a woman but a small twinge of doubt still existed. He wanted to be long gone from the neighborhood if he was "discovered". Soon the city lights were behind them. The road was dark to their advance. Alice could see the flickering of a dimly lit house in the distance. Trees and rolling hills sporadically hid the growing structure but with each advancing mile the building became brighter and more defined. They were less than a mile away when Alice could see the main house. It was truly a mansion by any standards. It's straight white columns brought on thoughts of "Tara". "What a dream house to be going to on your "first date"", Alice thought. As they entered the driveway Alice's heart had increased its pace. The ride had been calming but now the anxiety was beginning to build once more. When the vehicle stopped at the canopied entrance, Alice froze in the seat. "Would she be able to nonchalantly exit the car when the doorman beckoned", Alice questioned in her mind? Alan waited for his wife's lead. Both doors opened simultaneously by young tuxedo wearing attendants who greeted them with "good evening, "ladies"". Alice detected no exposure in their greeting. The men seemed to recognize them as companions, arriving for "the party". They received warm greetings at the door by an attractive woman in what appeared to be her mid-thirties and noticeably pregnant. Alan lingered in the hug that was bestowed upon him by this gorgeous creature. The bulging belly against his sensuous attire was almost too much to handle. He wished he could hold her long enough to take on that bulge by some magical assimilation. Guests arriving behind him made him break the embrace and they continued through the doorway into a large receiving area where about twenty other couples were already assembled. Alan's wife selected two drinks from the tray being offered by a scantly clad waitress. Alice put the drink to her lips and winced from the strength of the drink. After a few more small sips Alice decided to leave the glass on the fireplace mantel. When Alan's wife noticed he didn't have a drink she quickly secured him another. This one was more tolerable. Its pleasant sweet taste was even enjoyable. This was more to Alice's liking. As the pair socialized, Alice became suspicious that others at the party were also spouses that enjoyed being dressed as the opposite gender. Though it was difficult to detect which might not be the gender displayed, Alice was sure all was not as it seemed. Nothing to odd had occurred until they were introduced to a "man" named Jacque. Alice felt certain that Jacque was really Jackie but accepted the introduction and addressed Jacque as "sir". "Jacque" took Alice by the arm and led her out to the rear garden. The magnolia blossoms were bursting with color and fragrance. Roses of many varieties grew in blankets of pastel colors throughout the garden. With his hand about her waist Jacque steered Alice through the paths of the garden until they came to a small building in the far corner of the garden. Alice now assumed "Jacque" was her date for this evening but never thought his wife would carry the fantasy this far. Jacque entered the building first and tugged Alice's wrist, beckoning her to follow. The building appeared to house two rooms. The one they entered was almost a formal sitting room with high back chairs, antique end tables and a plush oriental rug covered the center of the hardwood flooring. To the rear of this room through a slightly open door could be seen a rather sterile looking white room. Alice thought the only piece of furniture that could be seen look like some sort of stainless steel table. Maybe it was a sort of a summer kitchen she thought. Jacque invited her to be seated. Dutifully Alice took a seat near the fireplace and warmed to its gentle glow. With one hand back on Alice's waist, Jacque offered Alice a small glass filled with wine. "it's a very nice sherry", Jacque insisted, not allowing Alice to refuse. Alice put the glass to her lips and the fluid warmed her throat and continued the path of warmth down her chest. The wine didn't taste bad but Alice never thought of herself as a "drinker". Controlling the urge to say no to the wine, Alice decided that she could drink this one glass. It wasn't long after finishing the wine that Alice felt light headed. This was only her second drink this evening and it shouldn't have been affecting her so much but she felt she had to recline and ask Jacque to help her to the sofa. Jacque guided her head to the pillowed arm rest and just before her eyes closed Alice thought she saw several others enter the room. Alice was unsure of the length of time she had been passed out. She was becoming more conscious but her eyes were still unable to focus on anyone or thing in the room. As the figures came into clearer view Alice noticed that she no longer had her lovely clothes on that she had worn to the party. She appeared to be wearing a sort of long white gown, very similar to a hospital gown she thought. At first she assumed that she had gotten ill and they had to remove her clothing. Panic seized her. Had they discovered "her" secret? As her senses returned she was greeted with a different kind of pain. Sharp abdominal pains made her wrap both arms about her waist and gasp for air as the pain took her breath away. When she recovered she notice the room had filled with a number of the guests from the party and Alan's wife was standing at the head of them. Susan was first to speak. "Well, Alice, you are about to experience the closest thing to pregnancy a man will ever be able to do. The doctors I contacted said it was too risky to actually plant an embryo in your belly though it could have been done, so what we have done is inserted a "bladder" between you abdominal muscles that will be filled with a liquid solution on a daily basis to simulate the weight gain of pregnancy. Since you would gain about thirty-five pounds over the nine months I will only be adding about two ounces of liquid a day. That way it will take you a while to "show" and your abdomen should be able to gradually stretch with the expanding bladder. Who knows you may even get "stretch marks". This had really gotten out of hand in Alice's mind. "What about my job", Alice asked? His wife replied, "I've arranged for you to take a year of "parental leave", I had no problem convincing your boss that you were a little timid to ask for it." "Here is another "gift" ", Susan added while handing Alice a small package. Alice quickly open the package. Immediately Alice knew the device was a breast pump. "What am I suppose to do with this", Alice questioned? His wife responded, "the doctors have advised against you taking any hormones if I still wanted to get any "use" out of you during your pregnancy but they thought if your breast were "stimulated" enough they could start producing a small amount of milk." Alice sure was getting more than had been bargained. Had she really wanted this? She wasn't being given a chance to turn back. Alice raised her gown to see what had been done. Her stomach was still flat like before but there was small tube protruding from her belly button. Alice wife continued her explanation, "the tube will be used to add the fluid to the bladder. It will be covered to give you an "outee" belly button much earlier in your "pregnancy" than others but it probably won't show through your clothing until you start to get "bigger". Don't think you are going to get to wear maternity clothing right away. "First time" mothers usually do want to run right out and get their first maternity outfit once they know they are pregnant, you will also wait until you are "officially" told you are pregnant, for tonight consider you've been "screwed" ". Alice returned to the couch and sat back down. The events of the evening were becoming overwhelming. Had this really happened to her? Was this some bad dream? Alice lay back on the couch and slept. The next time Alice regained consciousness they she was in the car presumably on their way home. "That had been one wild party," alice murmured to herself as they continued down the road. She found herself dressed in the clothes she had worn to the party and couldn't remember much more about what had occurred during the night. Alice did notice a numbness in the lower abdomen, brushing her hand across the sensation she felt a strange hardness but not additional sense to her touch. She allowed her hand to travel to the center of her stomach where she felt a hard "button". To the air she questioned, "is it true"? Alan's wife responded, "yes". Susan continued, "you are now fitted with a bladder that will be filled at the rate of a normal pregnancy. There are some other surprises that you will notice as time goes by. When we get home I will introduce you to our friends as my cousin Alice who has come to stay with me since Alan has taken a job in Saudi Arabia for a year." "Everything has been taken care of for you to live this next year as a pregnant woman. Also, yours will not be a "normal" pregnancy you will get as big as the doctor feels safe and forced to "carry" for at least a year. By the time you "deliver" you might never want to be "pregnant" again. Alan began to realize he was not going to be able to change out of the clothing he was wearing. He felt the silkiness of the nylon covering his legs and wondered if it was going to feel the same knowing he "had" to wear them. Were panties going to have the same allure? Would a bra feel as good? Did he really want to go through with this? Did he have a choice? During the next week each morning Alice would be handed the pump to start the massage of her breasts. An IV type assembly was being used to start the fluid into the bladder planted in Alice's belly. Later it would be necessary to use a pump but for now gravity feed would work fine. Not enough fluid had been added to create any outward visual changes but Alice was beginning to feel the pressure from the fluid build up. It was the beginning of a "bloated" feeling. The pressure on her stomach was also creating a feeling of nausea. Her introduction to "morning sickness". By the end of the first week, Alice had "gained" about a pound and her tummy was beginning to feel "hard". Alice even thought she could feel a slight "swell". Alice's breasts had also began to "tingle" from the constant stimulation. Alice had not notice any increase in size but sensitivity was sure up. It was almost the end of the second week when Susan handed Alice a nicely wrapped present. "Carefully read the instructions", Susan advised Alice as she exited the room. The package was too small and weighed too much to be some article of clothing. Alice could not identify the contents of the package. Like a kid at christmas she torn the wrappings from the box. E.P.T. were the letters across the box. Alice understood what they meant but could not figure how this kit could be of any use to her. She opened the box and begin to read the instructions. The test did not seem difficult to perform. "How could she get anything but a "negative"", she wondered. The instructions suggested more accurate results if the test was done upon rising, she placed the package on the her nightstand, planning to use it the following morning. While showering Alice noticed how strange it was to have a swelling belly yet also observe the "manhood" that was jutting out between her legs. It was hard to reconcile these images on the same body. Alice tried to imagine the day she would look down and because of her swollen belly, not see what hung below. Alice examined the hardness of her swelling belly as she prepared to perform the test Susan had given her. Alice was unsure what it would prove but knew it was part of the process and understood she would have to have a positive test before she was allowed to get her first maternity outfit. Not expecting it to work she captured some of her urine and looked for the strips to perform the test. Alice was about to call Susan when she caught the note attached to Susan's vanity mirror. The note just said, "good luck" and had one of the test strips attached. Alice took the cup containing the urine and slowly submersed the test strip. Alice knew her belly was swelling but somehow she needed this test to say "positive". Alice knew if it didn't Susan would say, "well, you must just be taking on water, that time of the month you know, better luck next month". Three quarters of the strip was submerged in the urine. Alice watched it closely. Nothing was happening. Alice wanted bells to go off, chimes to ring, an announcer to blast "YOUR PREGNANT" but there was just the quiet cup of urine with a small paper strip submerged. Seconds turned into minutes. The minutes were uncountable. Alice noticed the first signs of a mark appearing about the center of the strip. A reddish line spread horizontally across the test indicator. A negative sign would mean "no pregnancy". Alice's hopes began to fail. Disappointment had been hers throughout this whole ordeal. This would just be another step in her dream. Alice was preparing to discard the test solution when she noticed that the line had turned a darker, almost purplish color. Alice's breasts began to tingle as she noticed a vertical line begin to form and the overall color of the indication grew darker. then it was staring at her. The strip clearly had formed a plus sign. A plus sign meant the a pregnancy had been detected. Alice held her hardening belly and gently allowed her hands to follow the swelling curves. She did not understand how it was possible but the test said she was pregnant. Her belly would even swell large. She wanted that. Clutching her belly she envisioned when it would be larger than her hands could cover. She was thrilled. Naked she ran from the bathroom calling to Susan, "I'm PREGNANT!! I'm PREGNANT!" Susan was preparing breakfast and as Alice caught the smell of the grease fumes a wave of nausea over took her. There she was overjoyed trying to tell Susan how happy she was and about to spill her guts. How could she be so happy and feel so bad at the same time she wondered. Alice sat at the table, trying to calm down enough to settle her stomach. Susan came to her and simply said, "I know", while offering some crackers to eat. "How can the test show positive?", Alice inquired. Susan responded, "I thought you might enjoy getting a "positive" pregnancy test so I had the strip treated so that when you performed the test it would be to your liking. Seems you got the response I thought you would. I'm glad you enjoyed it." "We'll do some shopping today if you're up to it", Susan offered. "Of coarse I'm up to it", Alice assured. "We haven't given you your fill up for today and I've planned a few extra ounces so you'll have an even more bloated feeling. You'll probably be a little more uncomfortable for a while." Alice lay nude on the bed waiting for Susan to administer the days ration of fluid. Alice closed her eyes as she applied the breast pump to her small titties. The pump was doing something to force the little nipples to enlarge. Even the area around their base was beginning to take on a swollen look. Maybe her breasts were growing. Alice found it hard to believe that someday they would actually produce mother's milk. Alice's tummy was hurting from the pressure of the additional fluid. She was beginning to feel the almost constant urge to go to the bathroom. She now understood why many pregnant woman complained about having to "pee" so much. This was going to be her fate also. Susan instructed Alice to get dressed in what ever fit and improvise if she must. Alice was not sure what that meant until she tried to put on her panties. As she stretched the waistband over her stuffed belly she felt the elastic band cutting into her tender flesh. Taking a small pair of scissors she snipped the elastic and a slight "v" tore in the fabric. With the pressure gone the panties felt much more comfortable. Jeans were not as much trouble since she was able to let the top snap undone. A loose fitting top completed Alice's outfit. Like two sisters, Alice and Susan were off to the mall. Alice could not find any thing she really liked in the department stores but she was a little afraid to venture into the scrutiny of the boutiques for fear of being discovered. "First of all they want to sell things and they don't really give a care WHO buys", Susan encouraged Alice. "You are very convincing and pregnancy is a good cover", Susan assured. After a small amount of coaxing Susan was able to convince Alice that she would do fine. In the first store they decided to look mostly for lingerie. Susan examined a rather expensive nursing bra as she told Alice why it was important to have a good bra in her condition. Both girls entered the dressing room, each holding several articles of silky finery. Susan helped Alice remove the pullover top, then stood momentarily observing the flat-busted but obviously swollen belly shape that Alice was now exhibiting. "We're going to have to do something about those breasts", she said while holding the bra for Alice to steer her arms between the straps. Susan hooked the bra in the last set of eyelets, then tried to smooth the cups over Alice's figure. Susan forced some of Alice's flesh into the bra and it began to take form. "In time", she commented, "in time". Susan held up a pair of white nylon maternity panties. Alice hesitated slightly. The panties were beautiful. They were being offered to her. Alice could see the contracted roses that would blossom as the stretch panel is drawn over her swelling belly. She would not have to snip the elastic for them to fit comfortably around her middle. Oh, she was anxious to wear those panties. Alice removed her jeans and caught her reflection in the dressing room mirror. The bra was lovely. The panties she was wearing with their cut "V" was also strangely attractive but she was about to go from the unofficial "V" cut panties of pregnancy to official maternity panties. Panties to her that said, "you are pregnant". Alice slid the panties down her long legs, gracefully stepping out of them as she reached her heels. Alice felt she did that just as she had been taught. Standing erect, Alice noticed that her manhood was moist from the excitement but had not stiffened as it had in the past when she transformed. Alice was very comfortable with what was happening. Susan offered a shoulder to steady Alice while she stepped into the panties. Alice slowly began their journey up her legs. She was exploring every feeling as their soft silkiness electrified the sensitivity of her skin while making their advance. The bands first obstacle was her deflated manhood. A slight pull on the elastic captured the alien member. Placing hands at each side of her waist she guided the elastic silk over the mound of her belly. The floral pattern burst into life as it was stretched to meet the shape of Alice's abdomen. Alice stood and enjoyed the reflected image. A nursing bra whose cups were filled only with her flesh. Panties that only showed expanding flesh. With a hand held lightly on her tummy, Alice felt pregnant. With things going so well, Alice felt she could live this way a very long time. She was so excited with the look of her figure and knew it would get bigger. Alice realized she looked pregnant in these underclothes but knew the small shape would disappear once she added more clothes. Alice wanted to be big enough so she left no doubt that she was pregnant. Susan opened a package of pantyhose and handed them to Alice. Carefully she started the hose up each leg, extending them to the top of her thighs before she tried to pull the panty over her belly. The pantyhose also had a panel insert that allowed them to comfortably expand around her middle. This just kept getting better. Telling Alice to put her jeans back on and the top she had been wearing, Susan left the fitting room to pay for the garments that Alice was now wearing. She dropped her training bra and cut panties into the trash can. Hand in hand the two girls left the shop. Outside, Susan began questioning Alice about her new underthings. "Where they what she expected?" "Could she feel that they were different?" "Was she ready to wear them for the next nine months?" Everything Susan said or did amplified the fact that Alice was being treated like a pregnant lady. Susan was almost taunting Alice about her condition. To Alice it seemed that Susan was challenging her to be able to enjoy this for the duration of her pregnancy. Alice could not imagine this ever being anything but fun. Their next stop was the Maternity Factory, a chain type store that carried designer maternity fashions, at discount prices, of coarse. The shop was large and few sales clerks could be seen. The nice part about this shop was the ability to browse and not be constantly attacked by sales people as often was the case in the intimate boutiques. Susan was attracted to the modern almost business attire clothing that she commented weren't available when she was pregnant. These fashions were a sign of the increase of women in the workplace and a dictate that business almost meant boring. Alice searched through the more feminine "little mother " outfits. More lace, bows and colors were available on these "traditional" fashions. Alice found a white eyelet top with two side bows that could be adjusted to accommodate a growing figure. The collarless neckline might draw attention to Alice's masculine neck but it was low enough to display an amount of cleavage that would dispel most doubts. Alice knew she would at least have to try it on. Alice continued her search for that perfect top while carrying her first selection by the hanger. Alice's next pick was a plaid jumper with a gathered bustline. Alice was sure it would flow nicely over her budding belly. There was a plain white blouse displayed with the jumper, Alice decided to try the pair. In the dressing room Alice removed her jeans and top. The reflection of the lovely maternity lingerie caught her by surprise. Alice had forgotten she was wearing it. At first glance Alice thought someone else was in the dressing room with her. The figure seem much more lovelier than she had remembered. The pregnant curves were titillating. Alice was in awe of her reflection. She was afraid this was a dream from which she would soon awake. Alice took the blouse from its' hanger and held it to her chest. With her right hand she smoothed it over the her belly. Her baby bulge was very slight but she could feel a discernable arch as her palm travelled the distance from her breast to a spot just above her legs. Alice slipped her arms into the blouse and admired the exposure of her maternity unmentionables with the unbuttoned garment. Susan called, "What's taking you so long?" Alice broke from her revelry and quickly buttoned the blouse. She fastened every button with the Peter Pan collar capturing her throat in it's white lace. Alice then dropped the jumper over her head. Alice worked her arms through the openings and had to tug slightly to get the garment to fall below her bust, a good indication that she was "developing" tits. Alice stepped from the dressing room, twirling as a model would as she asked Susan opinion. Susan agreed that it matched Alice's personality and that it could be an outfit in her closet. Alice tried on several more outfits but only decided to keep a pair of jeans and a T-shirt that proudly stated, "YES I AM", and in smaller letters "pregnant". Susan decided that Alice should wear the T-shirt and jeans. Alice returned to the dressing room and changed into her maternity outfit, handing her "regular" clothes to Susan. Because she was still so small Alice could no longer see the bulge of her belly with these expanded clothes. She hoped for an acceleration of her pregnancy so she would look "more pregnant". Not very much changed over the next several weeks. Each morning after she "pumped" for an hour or so, Susan would attach the apparatus that added liquid to her belly bladder. Her belly harder and she felt fuller but Alice wasn't as large as she hoped to be. She could still see that feature that gave away her true identity but she did notice that she had to lean forward a little more, it seemed, each day. By the end of the third month almost twelve pounds of fluid had been added to the bladder in Alice's belly. Alice was beginning to feel a strange sensation as if there was "motion" within her make shift "womb". The first few times it happened she didn't know what to make of it. When it became pretty regular she decided to ask Susan how it might be happening. Susan had the explanation. Alice's "womb" as they now called the bladder was fitted with suspended weights that would float and move once the liquid level reached a certain point. It would start like the slight sensations a new mother would feel when she thought she felt "motion" and get more "active" as the pregnancy progressed. Alice wouldn't be awakened at night with any sudden kicks but during the day in the coarse of her activities she would have some constant movement in her abdomen. Alice again didn't know how to thank Susan enough. During the next month the two girls did a lot of talking about babies and the feelings of pregnancy. From all that had been done Alice was feeling many of the things they talked about. She had become accustomed the to weight in her belly and the morning nausea had subsided. By the end of the fourth month almost twenty pounds had been added to the "womb" and her clothes no longer "hid" her pregnancy. What was more satisfying to Alice was the fact that she could no longer see the extremity that would give away her secret. Even Alice's breast had grown considerably. They weren't big by any means but they filled the "B" cup nursing bra and Alice was proud. Alice was surprised how often Susan wanted to have sex. Most times Susan would have her strip completely nude before they would start their love making or have Alice put on Alan's underwear. Alice found this a strange reversal of delight. She had longed to get out of Alan pants and into panties she could enjoy but now she had worn panties for so long that Alan's cotton shorts were an interesting turn-on when they were pulled over her bloating belly. The two enjoyed long sessions of foreplay with a large amount of time suckling each others breasts and Susan massaging Alice's swollen belly. The enormity and the hardness of his cock reminded Alan that he was still a man and he loved driving it home into Susan's warm hole. Alan's passion was intensified by the movement he felt in his belly while pounding his manhood into Susan. Their climaxes intensified as they found new ways to accommodate Alice's growing belly. With his manhood buried in Susan hole it was difficult to determine which of them was being screwed. Two pairs of breasts could be seen while the swollen belly disguised Alan's gender. Alice remained on the bed, Susan stepped into the bathroom for that cleansing ritual that was necessary after being screwed. Susan hadn't yet figured a way for Alice to experience the discomfort of cum running down her legs but she was working on it. Alice enjoyed the reflection of her swelling body that could be seen in the dresser mirror. Her belly was nicely rounded and her breasts were definitely larger. The staff that had just exploded in Susans warm folds was now deflated and almost minuscule in comparison to the mound of flesh above. Alice slightly crossed her legs to obscure this distraction from the view she enjoyed. As Alice entered her sixth month of pregnancy she began experience less erotic emotions when getting dressed and had even noticed a sense of tiring of the delight. Alice was beginning to want this to be over. In comparison with Alan's normally flat belly, Alice was now enormous. A distinct forward weight in breast flesh was a constant reminder of her engorging titties. Titties that now were producing about six ounces of milk each day due to Susans required two hour "pumping". During their lovemaking Susan would suckle TO BE CONTINUED ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. If you reply to this message, your message WILL be *automatically* anonymized and you are allocated an anon id. Read the help file to prevent this. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.