The Act Of Conception Is Not Always Gentle. When An Alpha Is In Heat ,the Urge To Breed Is Unstoppable.

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The act of conception is not always gentle. When an alpha is in heat ,the urge to breed is unstoppable. Here we see this bearer receiving his first load of the night, his young egg drowned in the seed that will create new life in his womb. There's no time to think of vanity, career or bodily autonomy.  Father Nature has already destined the young man to bear son after son. Together these two men ensure a new generation of hot young men.

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HOW TO GET A MAN PREGNANT (Published 1994)

HOW TO GET A MAN PREGNANT (Published 1994)

#Junior #Arnold Schwarzenegger Vibes!

It all started with the water retention, your thighs grew thicker, your hips grew wider and your ass fattened up as you felt it push against the seat of your pants. You could feel it jiggle when you walked. You snapped this picture at home to make sure you weren't crazy.

Then came the dreams, images you could barely make out, but always the sound of a heart beat and the brief glimpse of a huge belly. You started waking up sweaty and your hole twitching while you discovered your hands rubbing your six pack abs. Your nipples grew sensitive to the touch, your pecs even seemed bigger.

You told yourself it was just your pre workout causing this, you even let yourself enjoy it. It wasn't till your tight ring of a hole started squirting that you realized what was happening. You'd heard the rumors, you'd read the Reddit comments and now here you stood in front of the locker room 🪞. Your ass is so big, round and voluminous. The sharp curve in your hip and thick thighs let's you know your body has adapted, it's been repurposed to do one thing well, to carry and deliver new healthy baby boys....

You want to be repulsed, you want to yell, but all you can feel is a longing to be bred. Your hands trail down your abs, so cut and defined with a sharp v taper. You rub your swollen nipples, you're ovulating...

As if one cue you feel a pressure build up deep in your rectum, it grows stronger and more intense causing vibrations deep in its canal. The sensations send shock waves of pleasure across your body until....

SPLAT....

Your puckered hole is now shooting out clear sticky liquid down your legs, your prostate feeling the intensity of the contraction and sending waves of pleasure over you. You lay down on the bench and bring your knees to your chest, you can now see just how fat your ass is and how pink your tight hole has become, it's dripping wet with its slime leaking to the floor. All the sexual sensations are in your ass....the scent from your pussy wafts through the room, your body shudders as you feel it build up a second time, a pressure that's intense as if you need to shit but instead,

WHOOSH, SPLAT!!!

Another jet of the sticky sap hits the mirror. By now your pussy is puckered and pulsing. Your eyes roll back in your head, you need a man, an alpha. You hear a deep gruff voice in the background, then he appears. A 6'5 brick house blonde German alpha visiting on business. You'd seen him this past week. His wide back, broad shoulders, huge 18 inch biceps with tree trunk thighs and and ass better than your own. You looked up at him, his pecs practically tore through his sweat soaked shirt. His alabaster skinned face that was chiseled and topped off by sapphire blue eyes and soft full lips. His blond hair matted over his face.

To him, you're exotic. A Mexican bearer with wide birthing hips, luscious lips and beautiful wavy black hair. He licks his lips as you watch his dick grow in his shorts, a baby making cock that is becoming beer can thick and about 9 inches long with a thick mushroom head.

"Papi, por favor"

You spread your water retained legs to reveal a soaked hole. Your mind is racing, this isn't supposed to happen to a tough guy like you, but right now your new ovaries are deciding your fate. The world has been brought to the brink of extinction from war brought by man, women as a sex were gone, man nearly destroyed this planet and now men need to rebuild it. Sexual preference is obsolete, only bearer and alpha exist now. For a second you think you should stop. That you should keep your body, but that pain deep in your womb, that feeling of emptiness won't abate. It grows stronger, afer all, didn't you always want someone to give you a chance at a family, a chance to build something permanent. Family takes sacrifice and your Mexican soccer built muscular body is payment to Father Nature for the price of carrying what will be a handsome mixed son.

Stay tuned for part 2....

Part 2:

You lay on the bench pouring in sweat, before you the German alpha rips off his shirt and you take in the massive 46 inch chest, the light dust of blond body hair he has. His abs are better than your own, a full eight pack that leads with a sharp v taper to a dick now almost 10 inches. It's his balls that make your eyes grow wide, they are low hangers and the size of oranges. You watch them throb as he pushes off his track pants, his massive thighs showcasing his tear drop quads and enormous calf muscles triggers another build up of pressure inside your ass. This one is intense, your abs cave in as you tilt your head back and scream....

"SPLAT"

A puddle of your pussy juices fills the floor , when you come to the alpha is standing over you, heaving as you watch his nostrils flair.

"Du bist meine!"

And just like that he drops to his knees and begins feasting on your pussy. He's just completed a hard back and arms workout. Your body shifts gears to quench his thirst. The spasms now consistent as the folds of your new cunt spray his face with the sap he eagerly swallows. His blue eyes lock onto your brown eyes, no need for language, just cock to ass and sperm to egg.

Hey is everything ok with u mate? Have u abandoned this blog as u haven’t posted in a long while

I've been having a bad bout of depression and haven't had the inspiration to write. I'm very sorry.

They flagged my last post..... a writer can't have any space.....

Darwinism, the survival of the fittest. After the war between the left and the right and mutation of an already costly pandemic eradicating the female sex, only the sex that created all wars were left, men.... Men left in a near apocalyptic country to carry on, but for what?

Only a handful of cities across the country remained. In the mountainous landscape of Utah remained a vestige of the previous world. Heavily fortified and operating as the US government's back up to the country's capitol in Washington DC ,life continued almost oblivious to the devastation outside.

On a Saturday morning in Salt Lake City's luxury shopping mall; music played across the speakers, shops opened up and a waterfall began to flow into a coi pond outside a skin care boutique. It's gold walls glimmering, the scents of Shea butter, honey suckle and amber permeated the room. Nestled in the back, a cinnamon skinned mixed Latino boy quickly wrapped jars of body cream and bottles of cologne in tissue to be shipped for a major customer.

His thick, wavy black hair hung over his forehead as he tied ribbons 🎀 across the boxes 📦 and labeled each one. Still sore from last night's glute workout, he struggled to squat down and look through the cabinet for supplies.

"Shit, 5 minutes to opening!"

Stacking the last gift box, he checked himself in the mirror and brushed off his black outfit and ran a brush through his mounds of thick hair before walking out onto the floor and unlocking the doors. There were 4 people already waiting, the holiday shopping season had begun!

"Good morning gentlemen, please do come in. It's just me this morning so I ask for your patience."

"Emil, I just wanted to pickup my order for the governor. "

"Of course Mr. Avery, I have it here bagged for you. I hope it's received well."

Mr. Avery smirked as he watched Emil bend over , Emil's tight black slacks straining over his round plump ass and meaty hamstrings. "

"Thanks son, say, you mind if asked how you got your name? Your latino right? I was just trying to understand the German name."

"My late father was from there, my mother was Mexican."

"Well what a fine son they made for Father Nature's new world."

Emil blushed under the compliment, ever since the new order had been established he'd been receiving stares, advances and offers to meet in business mens hotel rooms. He often wanted to accept, but aside from knowing not to mix business with pleasure, it was the look in their eyes that scared and intrigued him. A look that said they knew something he didn't.

"Oh Mr. Avery, that's so nice of you to say. "

The beefy 6'3 white dilf with salt and pepper hair looking sharp in a navy suit simply smirked as he undressed Emil with his eyes. Again, a stare that denoted a deeper intent.

"If you ever want to move up out of retail, call me directly son."

He handed Emil a metal business card with engraved wording. Even the font had a masculine quality to it,

Clint Avery

Senior Architect & Designer

Dominion Project

"Well thank you Mr. Avery, what exactly did you have in mind?"

The man grinned from ear to ear and just placed his hand on Emil's shoulder.

"Something that will shape your future in this new world my boy."

Emil gave a confused smile as Clint made his goodbyes and left the store, it wasn't until he left that Emil looked at the back of the card.

Regenesis

"What does that word mean, what does that have to do with him being an architect?" He wondered.

Moving about his day Emil served one customer to the next. By closing time he laid down in the stock room , his body covered in sweat, and looking down, his thighs strained against the fabric of his slacks.

"When did they grow so much." He wondered, standing up and looking in the mirror he noticed a tear in the seams in the seat of his pants. His ass round, full and plump. He gently let his hand caress his left cheek, feeling the firm muscle. Funny. It was only now he noticed his ass was beginning to resemble an upside down ❤️. It had been a long time since he'd been fucked, he needed it.... That need would have to wait, holiday season was a pain but it kept him busy and the earnings paid for his small studio apartment.

After closing the store and finally getting home, he undressed and caught himself again in the mirror. There was a sharp curve in his hips that he hadn't noticed before, it led down to his muscular thighs. He ran his hands down his hips and then back up his flat abdomen, just the sheer touch was enough to get him hard, but lately, it was his hole that was growing wet and spasming, causing him to finger himself into a frenzy. As he lay on the bed, he ran his hands up and down his abs, his fingers feeling his sharp v taper. Lifting his legs he traced the outer rim of his hole, the lips puckering and wet to the touch, getting wetter by the minute.

"OH FUCK"

Emil pushed the first finger inside as his ass pussy lips sucked it in, the sensation of feeling his insides made insert a second finger and then a third.

"Oh yes, damn..."

Finally, he inserted a 4th finger as he massaged his prostate and felt a build-up of pressure from deep inside as if he was about to shit, then.....

"SPLAT "

Emil's whole body shook as a clear slimy gel-like liquid shot out of his hole in spurts. One after another, soaking his sheets and making his thick Latino cakes jiggle uncontrollably.

"Oh shit, what the fuck was that?

Emil looked down at the giant wet spot on his sheets. His hole was now puckered up completely, but satisfied.

The next day at the store Emil found himself running back and forth the restroom.

"What the fuck?"

Emil's underwear was soaked and his ass kept leaking the same slimy goo from the night before, and he felt he was retaining water as his pants choked his hips. He folded a paper towel and placed it on the seat of his briefs. Looking in the mirror he noticed his pecs seemed fuller, gently tracing his fingers around his pecs, he felt his pecs bounce as he touched his enlarged and darkened nipples. The rectal secretions continued, the store was about to open and he get out of the restroom and onto the floor for a busy shopping day.