Extreme measures to get pregnant lead to hot new fetish

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“That’s fine, I actually want to know, and I don’t think I have a shy bladder.”

“Want to know… seems like there’s a story there.”

“Yeah, it’s complicated.”

In the toilet stall, Sally pulled down her pants and sat. Then, to her surprise, Lucy squatted down directly in front of the toilet, looking between Sally’s legs. Lucy then took out a pregnancy test and held it ready.

“OK, pee when you’re ready, I’ll catch some for the test. In the meantime, I’ll just admire your labia.”

Sally blushed further. She then asked, as shy as a school girl, “you like my labia?”

“Oh Hun, do I ever. The slight extra flesh hanging there just begs to be licked. They make me think of a small butterfly nestled right between your legs. But for now, think of waterfalls and flowing rivers.” Lucy smiled up at Sally.

A minute later the urine started to flow, running past those beautiful labia that Lucy truly was admiring. Lucy moved the test between Sally’s legs to catch the stream in the right spot, then withdrew it. She checked her watch to start the countdown.

“Nope, not pregnant,” Lucy declared after a few minutes. “Though, the test can be wrong for several days. Really you want to test on what should be the first or second day of your period.

“Either way, that test is passed, so let’s go see the place.” Lucy backed out of the stall, and dropped the pregnancy test into a Ziploc bag that was labeled with the date and “Negative”. She then stopped to wash her hands before continuing. It was a small thing, but one that Sally appreciated as she washed up herself.

Lucy then led Sally to the utility closet. Bringing out a key she opened it to show a room full of brooms, mops, and other cleaning supplies. Sally was now thoroughly confused. Lucy just stepped into the closet and at the back she reached behind a large plastic sink basin and turned a knob that had been obscured. The entire back wall opened as a door. Beyond the false wall was another small room, about 8 feet long and 5 feet wide. The entire room, including the walls was tiled in white with blue trim tiles running through for decoration. About two-thirds of the way down the length of the room, on either side, and about waist height were holes in the walls. The holes were trimmed with blue bullnose tile, making them stand out while also giving them rounded edges.

“Impressive,” Sally whispered.

“Right?” Lucy beamed as if she’d built it herself. “On the right wall you’ll find drinks and snacks should you want any, there are various aids on the left wall, including lube and foam pads to kneel on. There’s also a short stool if you want to be a bit higher up relative to the holes.”

“Is there anyone out there now?” Sally asked, mesmerized by the two holes.

“Not yet. Not until we give them the green light.”

“Oh,” Sally absently replied sticking her hand through the hole on the right. She touched the opposite side, and found it felt like polished wood. The wall seemed very thin, but she guessed that made sense. “So, the walls are thin to allow them to get in?”

“Yeah, well, they are in a small section around the holes. The rest of the room actually has some extra noise blocking material in it to keep it from getting noisy.”

“I can’t believe I’m actually thinking about going through with this.” Sally had turned ghost white as the reality hit her.

“You mean having lots of guys fill you with their cum?” Lucy’s question cut to quick of the matter.

“Yeah, that. What does it mean that I’m turned on by that? Am I crazy?”

Lucy looked over and coyly replied, “I may be the wrong one to ask. I really want to watch you get filled up with cum.”

“OK, yeah, you might be biased,” Sally conceded. “Anything else in the tour?”

“Last thing is etiquette. There are two holes, but it’s still first come first serve. That means your attention should be focused on the first one to show up until he cums. There are two sides so that the men aren’t bumping into each other, and shouldn’t really be overlapping that much anyway. If you want me to stay, I can help out, act as a fluffer for you if you want, in case there is an overlap.

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