Bonus Round 14

[b]*Round Seventy*[/b]

Annabelle appeared in a familiar doctor's office. The same sterile room with health related posters lining the stark white walls. An examination table with stirrups and a computer.

Annabelle sat in a cold chair wearing a pink patient's gown which was held closed in the back by very loosely tied bows. Her mostly exposed ass cushioned her as she crossed her legs in a very feminine manner. Her feet were sporting shiny pink heels and her hair was loosely hanging down her back. Her cigarettes were missing again, causing her to let out a groan. She folded her arms across her unsupported chest. Her breasts felt a bit strange and sensitive. It was similar to her previous sensitivity which, ultimately, led to her breasts expanding and her nipples becoming darker. Hopefully, if that was going to happen, it wouldn't be anytime too soon; these tits were difficult enough to deal with already. Her pregnant belly was puffed out a little bit more than last round. It was increasingly difficult to conceal, soon it would be impossible for somebody to see her and not immediately know she was pregnant.

She found herself rubbing her stomach with one hand and twirling her hair with another, wondering what it would be like to be a mother. Wondering what her child would be like, what would they look like, what-

Annabelle shook her head, she had become lost in a fantasy of impending motherhood.

The door opened and shut behind Anthony. He wore a grimy wife beater and jeans. His slightly wrinkled, dark face held a wide grin. He was obviously excited as he approached a seated Annabelle and gave her a big kiss on her head.

"I missed you, baby." Anthony's deep, calm voice echoed slightly in the room.

"I misthed you too." Annabelle shyly responded. She licked her puffy lips a few times, it would definitely take some getting used to talking with these thick things.

Anthony sat down and reached his arm out to rub the baby bump.

"You got so big already! We gon' have a boy, I just know it!" His voice was filled with genuine glee.

Annabelle's face lit up and she smiled up at her husband. She pushed out her belly slightly, letting him rub his hands along it. They locked eyes and just stared for a few seconds.

"Damn, bitch! Look at those lips! I can't wait to try them out. We gotta go out or sumthin' we ain't seen each other in forever!"

"I'm alwayths game fo' tha'" Annabelle struggled with her lips but the sentiment was clear.

They shared a few more seconds before the door opened again, and standing before them, much to Annabelle's disgust, was Doctor Lott.

Her dark silky hair and piercing stare we palpable as she stepped into the room. Annabelle had to admit, the woman was gorgeous. She had a short black dress under her doctor coat which showed a decent amount of cleavage. It was probably too risque for a doctor's office but she was pretty enough where, likely, nobody batted an eye or dared confront her about it. She held a clipboard and a red folder. She set the items onto the desk and put on a smile as she sat down.

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Her voice was sweet and confident, "So how is the happy couple?"

Anthony piped up, "We good, Mona, just wanted to get a checkup and make sure everything is okay with the baby."

Anthony grabbed Annabelle's tiny hand as he spoke. Annabelle felt her cheeks become flushed. She felt something flutter inside while Anthony held her hand. She liked being held by Anthony, but in more than just a sexual attraction type of way. She looked down at his giant hand clutching her small one. The diamond ring adorning her ring finger. This was her husband and she cared about him. Something just felt right.

Dr. Lott sat back and picked up her folder, "I've got some good new and some bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

Annabelle's stomach dropped a bit as she blurted, "Good newths."

Dr. Lott's face scrunched a bit, "Oh, what do you have a lisp now with those ridiculous fake lips? Really adds to the whole 'Sixteen year old slut' look."

Annabelle dropped Anthony's hand and pointed her finger at Dr. Lott, "Now look here sthupid bith-"

"Let me stop you there, Mrs. Johnson. The good news is, both babies are healthy and doing just fine."

Dr. Lott held up an ultrasound.

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"B-bofth babiesth?"

Annabelle snatched the ultrasound and stared at it, Anthony looked over her shoulder and rubbed along her back.

Dr. Lott pointed to the ultrasound as she spoke, "This is the inside of your wife's uterus. See there? That's the first child and that one is the second. She's about to get pretty darn big. Most pregnancies don't start to show until a few weeks from now, especially if its the first one, but twins will definitely expedite the process!"

Annabelle looked into Anthony's eyes and he grabbed her into a tight hug. They embraced for a few seconds before he let her go.

Anthony grabbed the ultrasound and excitedly looked at it, "There's my future boys, they gon' be big and strong just like daddy!"

"Actually, they're both females. My theory is: your wife's estrogen levels are so high that she's only capable of birthing females. A girl that such a girly-girl that she only makes girls!" Doctor Lott laughed as she finished. "Oh, and more good news: the nausea and fatigue should be done with now that we're entering the second trimester. You're breasts might start to secrete a milky fluid, but usually that's just for women with extremely active milk glands. Hopefully, it won't be an issue for you. You'll notice lots of changes but nothing too scary."

"Annie IS my little girly-girl!" Anthony laughed as he put his arm around Annabelle.

"Whath's the bad newths?"

"The bad news is...half of your children's DNA will be from you! Looks like it'll be chicken legs and dumbo ears for your little girls!" Dr. Lott nearly fell out of her chair laughing.

Annabelle attempted to stand up with a growl but Anthony held her back whispering, "She's just jealous, baby, don't pay her any mind."

Anthony began to pet Annabelle's head as she started to calm down. She shot Dr. Lott an angry stare but allowed her hair to be stroked without further incident. Dr. Lott shook her head and stood with a huff. As the embracing couple held the ultrasound, Dr. Lott stood and moved towards the door.

She turned before exiting, stared at Anthony, and said three words that chilled Annabelle to the bone, "See you soon."

Annabelle noticed as Anthony and Dr. Lott locked eyes for a few seconds. That long look was all Annabelle needed to see. Anthony was clearly involved with this woman. Dr. Lott grew a knowing smirk as she exited and closed the door behind her.

Annabelle placed the ultrasound on the desk and turned to her husband. She tried to keep the tone as nonchalant as possible as she lisped, "Honey, whath's going on between you and her?"

Anthony stiffened immediately and scratched his head. His eyes looked to the ceiling as he responded, "Uhm, nothing."

"Havth you fucked her?" She started, "Don't lie to me, I deserve the trufth!" She felt tears welling up.

Anthony bit his upper lip before responding, "Yeah, I fucked her once, okay? She was giving me a physical and came on so strong and..." His voice trailed off.

Annabelle sobbed as she sputtered, "A phythsical? She's a gynochologist! She workths with women and our vaginas!" Annabelle pointed to herself, "Why would she give you a physical?"

"Okay, fine. I went to her place and we fooled around. So what? It don't mean anything, trust me baby. She even said she was cool with a threesome! Imagine that, I told her I'd ask you about it." He sounded excited.

"A threesome? So thiths is how you tell me you're ctheating? By offering me a threesome?" Annabelle sobbed, wishing she had her cigarettes. "You can go fuck yourthelf, assthole!"

Anthony's face turned to a frown. His voice was angry and loud as he yelled, "I said I would ask yo' dumb ass, not that I'd give a fuck about yo' opinion! Either you do a threeway with Mona and I, or you'll be on yo' ass as a single mother because I ain't giving up all the tight pussy in the world for one loose one!"

He stood up and towered over Annabelle, staring down at her. She felt so tiny and weak compared to the rippling muscles of her husband.

She shook slightly as she shrank, stared at the ground and muttered a response, "Y-yesth, of courthse....Anything you want, baby."

His response was stern, "Good. Now, no more of this sentimental shit. I was only acting like a pussy because you were acting like a good girl. But let's not forget who actually HAS the pussy. You think you can start questioning ME? Guess I'll start treating you like the slave you are. From now on, call me Master. You best start earning my love back, ho'."

Annabelle shook her head up and down, agreeing with the giant looming directly over her.

"Let's start now!" Anthony spouted as his thick fingers wrapped around Annabelle's arms.

He ripped her to her feet and threw her towards the examination bed. She nearly fell over as her thin fingers caught the cold metal. Her back was turned to Anthony who took one powerful stride towards her. She let out a cry as Anthony pulled the ties loose and took dropped her gown to the floor. Her breasts flopped out as she stood in only shiny pink heels. Her slightly pregnant belly and fat ass stuck out. Anthony forcefully pushed the upper half of her back causing her to bend over the bed, resting on her jiggling breasts.

She was fully naked in a public place. She felt a rush of excitement as she was bent over, she could feel her pussy beginning to get wet.

Anthony's rough hand grabbed her right ass cheek and squeezed it hard. His other hand reached around her and flicked her left nipple. He began to knead her breast causing Annabelle to bite her lip.

He put his face right next to her ear and whispered with hot breath, "Ima spank that fat white ass hard to teach you a lesson. I want you to thank me after every smack."

He raised his hand and came down hard onto her right butt cheek. It collided with a loud *SMACK* which echoed slightly in the room.

Annabelle yelped in pain as she held on to either side of the bed, "Th-thank you, Masthter."

Another loud smack, Annabelle could feel the red marks forming on her jiggling ass, "Thank you...Masthter..."

She stuck her ass out and arched her back, giving him the perfect shot.

*WHACK*

"Thank you! Masthter!!"

Each smack was loud and firm. She let out a yelp with each successive swat. She felt a rush of pain and a jolt of pleasure every time until finally, after a few more, Anthony seemed finished. Annabelle found herself absolutely dripping as her cheeks pulsed with pain. She reached her hand around and spread her pierced pussy wide open.

She shook her wide hips around as she cooed, "Co-come on and finisth it!"

"Nah my little slave. This is part of the lesson. Yo' pleasure don't matter." Anthony said coldly.

Anthony opened the door and slammed it shut, leaving a panting, naked, dripping, pregnant Annabelle bent over the examination table. She didn't know how to feel about Anthony's sudden change. She felt aroused, for sure, but her other feelings were very mixed.

As the scene collapsed, Annabelle was just happy to get back to her cigarettes again.

NAME: Annabelle Lauren Johnson

HEIGHT: 5"0

WEIGHT: 118 LBS

AGE: 20

IQ: 83

POWERUPS: 0

SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile.

PREGNANCY: First trimester. Twelve weeks along. Tiny baby bump. Carrying twin girls.

HAIR: Long, cheap, brittle and faded looking flax blonde dye job with dark roots showing through. Hanging loosely down the back.

VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Simple vocabulary.

FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.

EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded.

FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; LARGE EARS; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; WIDE FOREHEAD; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; average looking, yellow stained smile, slightly crooked with a gap between the two front teeth; permanent makeup.

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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with little muscle; huge breasts and weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips; tiny tight stomach cinched in sexily. Thin milky thighs

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CHEST: Huge G cup breasts. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands.

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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long french tipped nails extending about an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, red painted, longer nails. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 5 inch high heels.

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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed.

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TATTOOS: Black spade with a "Q" on the inside tattooed just above the vagina. Flowery black tramp stamp in a pseudo arrow pointing towards her ass with the word SLUT in bold letters just above it. The word SLAVE is tattooed in black on the back of her right shoulder.

PIERCINGS: Medium sized golden hoops in earlobes and a silver stud just above the belly button. Silver stud clit piercing. Silver nipple studs which keep the nipples constantly erect.

OUTFIT: Shiny pink heels only.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Prefers to be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Prefers vaginal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.

PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, Doesn't mind a mess or living in squalor, Difficulty controlling emotions, very prone to fits of anger, mania or depression. Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts naturally girly including standing, sitting, walking, and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Loves sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught.

ADDICTIONS: Smoking

FAVORITE COLOR: Pastel pink.

EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick