Cynthia doesn't grant your request, and moves
From Create Your Own Story
"Oh, poor Ms D." Cynthia says quite sadistically, "You'll just have to take responsibility then."
"What?!" you cry, "No!"
Cynthia laughs as she raises herself, all the way up to the head, and then slams down to the hilt. You cry, and can't hold back. Your cock swells, and explodes inside your student. Flooding her womb to bursting, splashing the floor with your cock juice.
Your breath erratic, you manage to say, "P-please... tell me today was a safe day."
Cynthia giggles, as she runs her hand along her abdomen. "Nope. Today was my most risky day. You've no doubt impregnated me, Ms. D."
Tears falling down your cheeks, you weep, "No... it can't be. Do you have any morning after pills? Anything?"
But she sarcastically responds, "Oh, Ms. D, how could you? I couldn't possibly do that to my own child. I love my baby, especially since it's yours."
"Why are you doing this?" you cry.
"Are you afraid, Ms. D? Afraid I might let someone know you impregnated one of your students? Like... the principle?" she then gasps and covers her mouth, in obvious mockery, "Oh dear, you would lose your job! Maybe even go to jail. Oh no."
"You're... blackmailing me?" you sniffle, as anxiety floods into you.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, Ms. D. I would never do something like that. But you are the father, and it's your duty to take responsibility. I simply won't say a thing, so long as you take care of me and our baby."
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| Health | 100 | Equipment:
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| Status | {{{Status}}} | |
| Gender | Hermaphrodite | |
| Social Group | Teachers | |
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