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I lay right where the giant dropped me until I fell asleep. The others seemed to lose interest in me when they saw I had passed out. After a few hours, I roused, and the eyes came to give me the opportunity to leave. But for some reason, I didn’t care about missing work or heading home.
I just crossed my hands, tapping my wrists together in the symbol for handcuffs. The last masked in the room rushed over, dragging me by the hand towards the wall with chains attached. With enthusiasm, he cuffed me there. Sitting up with my back against the wall and my hands above my head.
He whispered, "Are you hungry?" and I nodded. He brought me food and drink, feeding me, tending to me gently like I was someone precious to him. This was his kink. Once I was done, he wiped my mouth clean, kissing my cheek.
He rolled me over, and as I was kneeling naked, facing the wall, leaning on my hands suspended from the cuffs on the wall for support. He shuffled up behind me, his knees between my ankles, and took me without asking. Without speaking, I let him finish inside like the rest.
I don't know how long I stayed there, but the same masked person came every morning I woke to his voice, and at night he’d be the one to lay a blanket over me. Feeding his kink by caring for me. Feeding, watering me, and bathing me with a sponge. And I’d spread for him before I slept.
Every day, the eyes came to me, asked me if I wanted to leave, and I nodded no.
I’d relax with my masked caregiver in the morning, the chained trophy he liked. Offering up to him when he pleased. And at night, the room filled with the masked and the blinded as it always did. I'd hear them ordering them around, and I smelled the sex.
I loved living on the mattress in the corner, my arms and wrists used to always being suspended above me. The only time they were freed was when a masked wished to play with me somewhere else, before returning me to where I belong.
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After some time, the masked would only take me on my back or standing up, my belly was never pressed into the ground or the walls. I smiled every day, the sweat and panting, the taste of cum was a drug that I loved.
But now my belly was so large that I hadn't been taken by a masked in days. I was yearning for a cock. Despite how much I loved the flavor. Being forced to only take seed with my mouth was torture.
Then I heard the voice. The one from the first night. "Oh my little one, what are you doing here?"
As she unbound my wrists, I felt my labia wetting in anticipation. She led me over to the couch, where she sat me on a pair of enormous thighs that I recognised. My vulva was twitching. It has been so long since I had a cock, and now the one that turned me from a woman into a breathing vagina was here.
I needed him, so I turned around, straddling him, my huge belly pressing against his stomach. I kissed him in a fevered passion. The voice spoke as I tried to eat the giant from the top down.
"We didn’t get a baby. My body's no good. But I see you might help us there." She stood behind me, pressing her breasts into my naked back, wrapping her arms around me.
Caressing my pregnant belly with both hands, she breathed words into my ear." he filled you. As long as we don't ask, then this can be his."
She pushed her tongue into my ear. "If you want to give us the baby, you can stay with us."
For the first time in nine months, I spoke. Through his mouth, my voice came out shaky, hardly even intelligible.
"It's yours if you fuck me forever," the voice smiled, and I could feel the giant's lips curl in a smile.
The eyes appeared in a flash at the sound of a voice; he thought was lost forever.
The giant swept me up in his arms. My tiny naked body, with a ready-to-pop belly, was held up like it weighed nothing. The voice looked to the eyes and said, "We're taking her home, this is no place for our baby." The eye placed a hand on my shoulder, and I whispered in words that were so shaky and dry he almost couldn’t understand. “We are leaving.”