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The Journey to Motherhood	By : EreborMarkus Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 4942 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Miranda Lawson has just received the best reward possible from Cerberus for her years of work. They had somehow fixed the genetic defect causing her infertility. They also gave her a year’s worth of vacation to fulfill her dreams of having a child.

While Miranda would have loved to go the traditional route of dating a man and then having a child, the timeline given to her simply didn’t let her have that as an option. Luckily, Miranda had full access to the files of all Cerberus personnel. So she could easily match her DNA with others to see who will give her a perfect baby.

Unfortunately, that had left her with only two choices. One was a handsome man with tanned skin and toned muscles, someone Miranda would be naturally attracted to. It was the other candidate that was bringing the expression of disbelief on Miranda’s perfect face. She had seen this ‘man’ before. He’s the cook of the starship that Miranda was currently stationed on.

Every time Miranda walked past this fat excuse of a human, she could practically feel his piggy little eyes track her plump jiggling ass. And of the few times Miranda deemed to bless the fat slob with a conversation, he didn’t even try to give a smidge of effort to focus on her eyes. Richard blatantly stared at her large bust or her full lips. As if imagining that he was stuffing his cock in-between Miranda’s gorgeous tits or shutting her up by plugging her mouth.

Never in her life would Miranda ever think that pig would ever get a space in her mind as a potential mate. Luckily, Miranda wasn’t just looking for genetic compatibility. She was also looking at the highest sperm count.

Miranda went to the page comparing the two, expecting the handsome adonis to beat his pathetic competitor. She fully expected to be bouncing on the cock of this man by tomorrow. What Miranda found, though, was extremely surprising.

The man Miranda would gladly fuck had a sperm count that would make it almost impossible to impregnate her, and the fat cook’s sperm count was off the charts. From the readings that Miranda was looking at, one fuck would be enough to guarantee the pregnancy of Miranda. She briefly considered reducing the genetic compatibility to get more choices for potential mates but ended up firming her determination. If she has a baby, it will have all the advantages. Miranda wasn’t sure how a perfect specimen like herself could possibly match up with a fat pig of a human, but science is never wrong. But it won’t hurt to make sure if this fat cook truly cums so much. After all, even if the tests say he can do it, this man was so unhealthy that it might not be physically possible for him anymore.

Miranda opened her Omni-tool to send a message to her assistant, “Sharon, can you tell our cook to come to my quarters immediately?”

“The cook? You mean Richard Himen, ma’am?” Sharon asked in an unsure tone.

Miranda looked back at the dossier in surprise, looking at the cook’s name for the first time. It was actually Richard Himen, making Miranda scrunch her nose in disgust. Even his name was filthy.

“Yes… him,” Miranda gritted out reluctantly to her assistant.

“I’ll let Richard know right away,” Sharon replied, continuing after a brief pause, “He’s on his way. Is that all, ma’am?”

“That’s all, Sharon,” Miranda said before closing the connection.

She sat there, thinking about if this was even worth it. Miranda was a woman who was used to having the best of everything in life. And that had included men. Just letting this pig look at her body seemed like a betrayal to herself.

Before Miranda could talk herself out of the situation, the Omni-tool let her know that someone was asking for entrance. Getting rid of her doubts, Miranda opened the door and cringed in revulsion at what walked in.

Struggling into Miranda’s quarters, Richard waddled in, his obese body shaking with every step he took. Miranda could already see the beads of sweat forming on his ugly face with the effort needed to walk from the kitchen to her quarters.

Miranda just looked at him with a scowl as she noticed his gaze immediately fall down to her massive bust. “Richard Himen, correct?” Miranda asked flatly.

Breathing heavily from his exhaustion, Richard replied, “Y-yes, that’s me.”

Miranda pointed to the screen, which was still showing his dossier, “Look at that and tell me if everything’s true. If I find out that you lied about even a small part of it, you won’t live to see the next day.”

Richard lumbered closer to read the information on the screen before turning back to gaze upon Miranda’s sinful body, “E-everything’s correct.” Unfortunately, Richard started to sweat even more when Miranda gave him a fiercer scowl.

Miranda got up from her seat to grab a clear cup and thrust it at Richard, “Fill that up with a sample of your sperm.” She moved back and leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, watching his already swollen face squish together in confusion.

Richard finally nodded dumbly and moved to walk out of the room before Miranda’s voice stopped him, “And where the hell do you think you’re going? You think I trust you to not use someone else for the sample? Fill that cup right now in front of me.”

Turning his mass around to face Miranda once again, Richard saw that she was actually serious. With a grunt, he reached down to unbuckle his pants and struggled to step out of them.

Under Miranda’s scornful look, Richard finally removed his underwear, leaving him completely bare to her. Miranda didn’t have a picture of Richard naked on the dossier, but she still had a small hope that he would surprise her with a monster cock. But like the rest of his body, Richard’s cock was equally disappointing.

It was barely the size of one of her fingers in length, and that was being extremely generous. The girth wasn’t much better, but at least Richard didn’t have a pencil dick. Miranda moved down to his hairy balls and saw that they were far larger than expected, making her think this slob might actually pass the test on his sperm count.

However, Miranda felt like killing the man for his continued incompetence in being a basic human. Richard tried to jerk off into the cup as ordered, but Miranda could see the tiredness that often appeared in his movements. Making him take long breaks that let his penis go back to a flaccid state.

Realizing that this could take all day, Miranda decided to help him finish so she would have to look at his disgusting body longer than she needed to. Thankfully she was wearing her usually Cerberus bodysuit, which covered her hands so Miranda wouldn’t need to directly touch Richard’s cock.

Moving towards Richard, Miranda pushed him into a chair, making it groan under his considerable weight, and kneeled down in front of him. Facing Richard’s cock directly, Miranda grabbed the cup from his hand and stroked his short cock with her other, bringing it to full stiffness.

Miranda heard Richard grunt like a pig as she stroked his cock, making her curse at her need for perfection. Not only did this man look like a pig, but Miranda also couldn’t even imagine someone else with his huffing and grunting like an animal. At least his cock had one redeeming feature. It looked thick enough to plug up her pussy to keep his cum inside her womb.

Feeling him grunt louder and act as if he was getting a heart attack, Miranda saw Richard’s ballsack tensing and knew he was about to spew his cum. Quickly bringing the clear cup to the tip of his cock, Miranda used two fingers to rapidly tug him to completion. Getting yellowish-white jizz to spurt out of his cock and fill the cup in record time. Still seeing his cock spewing cum, Miranda continued to stroke him to the end. The cum overflowed the cup and spilled onto her glove-covered hand, his nasty cum discoloring the white fabric of her bodysuit.

Miranda stood back up with the cup in her hand when he was done and looked at the sweaty lump of flesh sitting in her chair in disgust. Miranda had planned to get her breeding over with today, but it looked like Richard might die if she went any further. She didn’t really care if he died. Miranda just wanted her baby first.

When Richard opened his tiny eyes and looked at her with a loving expression, Miranda barked, “Get the hell out of here. I’ll let you know the results tomorrow.”

Miranda watched him leave and recalled the look Richard gave her at the end. Miranda shuddered in disgust. As if that lowlife had any shot at getting with her. He was only useful for pumping babies into her, and even that depends on the test that she’ll do on the spunk covering her hand.

The following day, Miranda found herself sitting in her chair facing the entrance to her room. She was still wearing the skintight bodysuit, but the gloves were missing this time. The stench of the cum that had covered her gloves yesterday had proven too much even after a wash.

But that wasn’t what was on Miranda’s mind. The test results had come in, and it had confirmed what the dossier had said. Richard Himen had a ridiculously high sperm count.

Miranda had just ordered for Richard to come up to her quarters a few minutes ago. She was waiting impatiently for him to show, her fingers tapping the armrest of her chair. Getting a notification on her Omni-tool, Miranda opened the door to reveal the same disgusting slob from yesterday. She noticed, in the back of her mind, that Richard had put in a little more effort to look presentable. Still, the rolls of fat and the oily skin that Miranda could clearly see had ruined that attempt.

When Richard got close enough for Miranda to hear his wheezing breath, she spoke, “Your test results came in, and it looks like you get to live.”

“Why did you need to test my... you know?”

Miranda put up a perfectly manicured hand to stop him from speaking, “Let’s be clear here. You won’t speak to me unless I ask you something directly. I don’t need to hear you wheeze your words. It’s disgusting.”

Miranda could see that Richard didn’t take kindly to her words, but she honestly didn’t care. He was just a lowly cook, and Miranda was a prized operative of Cerberus. Richard should kneel down and kiss her feet in gratitude for speaking to him…. or maybe he shouldn’t. Miranda didn’t want a fat lump to get stuck in her office because he couldn’t get back up.

“I’m going to tell you exactly what we’re going to do, and don’t ask any questions. I feel sick just talking about it this far.”

Miranda waited for his nod before continuing, “For some reason, you and I have somehow ideal DNA for offspring. What we’re going to do is very simple. I’m going to bend over my desk over there, and you have to pump your cum into me. As for anything else, it isn’t your concern. Understood?”

Miranda cleared her desk with a swipe of her arm and bent over without waiting for an answer. Her massive ass facing the disgusting male standing behind her. There were a few reasons that Miranda chose this position. It wasn’t because of the fixation that Richard had for her perfect ass. Miranda didn’t care to think of his likes. It was more for the advantage of Miranda not having to look at the pig-like face on the man who was going to breed her.

After a few minutes, Miranda felt a little foolish presenting her ass to a male who didn’t immediately fuck her. She looked away from the desk and turned back to the panting cook stilling standing in the same spot and scowled when she saw that he was just staring at her massive asscheeks in disbelief.

Rolling her eyes, Miranda brought her hand up and gave herself a hard spank on the rump, making Richard’s eyes follow the delicious jiggle of assflesh.

“I’ve seen you glaring a hole into my pants when I walk past you. And now that you have a chance to fuck a woman that’s hilariously above your league, you just stare? How pathetic are you?” Miranda scolded the obese man sharply.

The combination of Miranda’s jiggling ass and scathing taunt finally got Richard to move from his spot. Richard removed his pants and underwear with a significant amount of effort and waddled over to Miranda’s upturned ass with a grunt.

Miranda winced when she felt his meaty paws peel down her tight pants. She still couldn’t believe this pig would be the one to breed her.

SMACK

Miranda bit her bottom lip to stop any noise from escaping when she felt her ass shake from the heavy palm bouncing off her ass. She wanted to make sure this pig wouldn’t get any extra ideas about why she was doing this. Miranda endured heavy smacks to her ass, waiting for Richard to get tired of seeing her ass shake for him and finally fuck her.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

After over five straight minutes of her ass being abused, Miranda finally had enough, “That’s it, you pig! Just get your cock in me and spew your load! From now on, if you do anything other than trying to cum inside my pussy, I’ll throw you out of the airlock!”

Richard had his hand paused in the air, about to give Miranda’s ass another beating before her yelling froze him in his tracks. He reached down past his producing belly in self-preservation and lined up his short cock to Miranda’s pristine pussy. When Miranda felt his cock touching her pussy, she put her head back down on the desk and shut her eyes tightly. Trying to imagine literally anyone else in Richard’s place.

That failed miserably when Miranda felt Richard slide his cock in and snorted loudly in pleasure. Miranda grimaced when she felt his fat body press into her from behind. She was also getting a little concerned that his cock won’t be able to get deep enough inside her pussy to actually impregnate her. Miranda had thought that bending over the desk would give Richard the best chance to reach deeper with his cock. But even when Richard had the best access to her pussy, his obese body got in the way and stopped his cock from going deeper.

Miranda laid on the desk with a bored expression as Richard grunted and snorted every time his fat belly slapped into her shaking assflesh. Getting tired of Richard barely jabbing his cock in her pussy, Miranda pushed her wide hips back into Richard’s pathetic attempt of a thrust, trying to get his cock to go deeper. That was a mistake.

Even though Richard outweighed Miranda several times. He never expected her fat ass to push back against him, causing him to stumble backward and make his cock leave her pussy. Closing her eyes in frustration, Miranda counted to three so she wouldn’t shoot the fat slob for his uselessness. With the rate at which Richard was fucking Miranda, her pussy would become as dry as a desert by the time he finished. It was already a chore to get herself wet with only the motivation of having a child pushing her through this disgusting act.

Gritting her teeth, Miranda shook her fat ass at the pig behind her, “Come on, big boy, don’t you want the feeling of my pussy around your cock? At what point in your life would you get someone as perfect as me willing to fuck you.”

Richard stared at her, mesmerized by the pale clapping booty cheeks. He lumbered back to Miranda, grasped her tiny waist with his meaty hands, and pushed his cock back into her pussy. This time he put in more effort to fuck the cold bitch of Cerberus.

Miranda gasped as she was shunted back and forth on the desk by the heft of the obese man rutting into her. Her head flinched up from the desk from a particularly hard slap that Richard gave her massive butt cheeks. Miranda kept her mouth shut even though she wanted to punch him for daring to spank her, but as long as it made his cum faster, she’ll let it go.

Another smack on her stinging cheeks made Miranda open her eyes involuntarily. Making her regret it instantly when she looked at the reflection in the mirror behind her desk. There was a reason that Miranda kept her eyes closed and made sure to keep her face down on the desk. And now Miranda can’t unsee just who was trying to fuck a baby into her.

The difference in the two people fucking each other was mind-boggling. One was a petit, big-breasted, fat-assed example of what any man’s dream woman was. And another was a small-eyed, fat-bellied, obese example of what any woman’s nightmare would have been. These two types of people shouldn’t even know each other, let alone fuck each other.

But luckily, Richard was doing just that. Miranda saw him grunt away into her snatch in the reflection. Lines of sweat dripped down Richard’s fat swollen face and dropped onto his bulging belly. It was a disgusting sight that Miranda couldn’t take her eyes away from. Thankfully, she felt Richard speed up his fucking, which hopefully meant that he would finally seed her womb and finally end this disgusting act.

And Miranda was right. Richard wheezed as his struggling body was pushed to fuck the hottest piece of ass in Cerberus. Miranda was pulled backward, Richard’s flabby stomach clapping into her ass as he unloaded thick clumps of cum into her pussy. Miranda shuddered in revulsion when she felt the warm cum settle in her pussy. Miranda pushed her hips back to try and get Richard’s cock deeper into her pussy, even with disgust showing clearly on her face. However, her movement caused Richard to stumble back on his weakened legs and collapse into the chair behind him.

Miranda’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that she made the same mistake of pushing back with her hips again. She tried to cover up her pussy to keep the cum inside since Richard’s cock wasn’t plugging up her pussy, but Miranda was too slow. She looked down at her floor and saw a pool of yellow-white cum that had oozed out of her pussy. Crushing down her feeling of disgust at the fact that the cum had been inside of her, Miranda turned angrily to the useless lump of fat that was relaxing in her chair.

“What the hell was that? I went through all of that just for the floor to get most of your cum?” Miranda raged at Richard, the look of satisfaction on his piggish face bringing her anger to new heights, “You are going to dump one more load into me right now. I don’t care if you literally die from it, but you WILL get me pregnant before you leave.”

Richard watched Miranda’s tits jiggle as she strode to him and could only twitch in protest when Miranda grabbed his flaccid cock with her thumb and pointing finger. She scowled down at him as she tried to bring his small cock back to life with rapid strokes. Miranda’s only goal being to get Richard to shoot his cum deeper inside her pussy this time.

When Miranda’s torturous hand job had Richard’s cock ready to fuck her pussy, she wiped her precum-covered fingers on Richard’s body to get rid of the sticky feeling and pulled him off the chair with great difficulty. It felt like she was trying to move a boulder as they moved back to the desk. Miranda bent over once again and made sure to raise her ass higher, trying to give Richard easier access to her pussy so he might be able to get his cock deeper.

Miranda looked at the reflection and braced herself when she saw Richard moving towards her. Wincing when she felt the wet feeling of his skin pressing against her when he started fucking her. The built-up sweat from the previous fucking now very noticeable, and it slowly rubbed onto her skin from his.

“Come on, Richard, just think of how I’ll look when I get pregnant. Even though you will never touch me again, just imagine how much bigger my tits will be! And how much my giant ass will grow to pop out my baby. And you will be the one who caused these changes!”

Miranda felt Richard pushing her into the desk harder, trying to reach her womb with his cock as her words turned him on. This was a man who was previously without a love life. And there was now a chance for him to spread his seed through the most sought-after woman in the organization. It brought a sense of pride to Richard, even though it resulted from complete genetic luck.

Felling him get excited at her words and Miranda wanting to get this hell over with, she continued talking in a sultry voice, “Yeah, that’s right, you fat fuck. I’m going to be a breeding bitch for you! Not anyone else! A fat, ugly piece of shit is going to fuck a baby into me!”

Richard huffed as he pumped away. The fat on his belly jiggled just as much as Miranda’s fat ass as Richard started to shoot his second cumshot of the day into Miranda’s pussy.

“Hmm fuck yes. You better keep my pussy plugged up with your cock this time. I swear that I’ll cut your balls off if you fall away this time.”

Richard, who was just about to do just that, used all his strength to stay upright. It wasn’t that Richard didn’t want to keep his cock in the pussy that was still trying to milk him. He simply didn’t have any stamina left to keep standing.

Richard chose to fall right on top of the bent-over Miranda left with no other choice, his fall cushioned by Miranda’s voluptuous body. That was the only way to keep his balls intact since Richard knew that Miranda was known for not joking with her words.

Unfortunately, Miranda was now pinned below the fattest man she had the misfortune of knowing. She could feel the sweat from his body seep onto her ass and her back from the skin-to-skin contact. Miranda thought of trying to push him off but the feeling of his cock still plugging up her pussy stopped her from struggling too much.

And that was how Miranda spent the next 30 minutes as she waited for Richard to regain his breath. With an obese man that had collapsed on top of her after fucking a baby into her. Hopefully, this would be something that would never have to happen again.

Two years later

Miranda smiled at the photo on her desk. A chubby child was laughing happily in the picture as Miranda hugged him close to her chest. It goes without saying that Miranda didn’t regret that night with Richard ever since she learned that she was pregnant. Miranda would have done much worse than fucking an obese man to have a baby.

The words Miranda told Richard to encourage him to cum faster also held true. Her breasts had filled with milk which had expanded the size of her massive tits. Her fat ass was now a veritable weapon that could be used against any man to ‘convince’ them to join Cerberus. But Miranda wasn’t thinking about how much more voluptuous her body had gotten since she had a baby. She actually wanted to give her son a sibling and had gone through the exact DNA matching that she did initially.

Surprisingly, Richard was still the one that came out on top. Miranda hadn’t seen that man in two years, and she had never intended to ever again. But just like in the beginning, Miranda would do anything to have the perfect child. So she had called Richard to the planet that she was stationed on a week ago. Today was the day he should be arriving.

With perfect timing, Miranda got an alert on her Omni-tool. She walked to the front of her house and opened the door to find Richard standing there. Either Miranda had forgotten how fat he was, or he had put on even more weight. The good mood of looking at her baby’s pictures falling away as Miranda realized that she would soon be fucking this pig again.

“T-this is for you, Miranda,” Richard said, holding out a few synthetic flowers. Miranda looked at them in surprise, just realizing that he actually bought flowers for her.

“Get inside!” Miranda growled out and continued speaking when the front door was closed, “This is the same deal as last time. You get to fuck me, and I get another baby.”

She waved her hand at the flowers and said, “I don’t know what you brought those for but get rid of any ridiculous hopes you have with me.”

Richard didn’t look nearly as upset as Miranda thought he would be at her words and simply nodded.

“Last time, you almost crushed me with how fat you are. This time, I’ll be on top. Keep your hands to yourself and just focus on cumming in my pussy.”

Miranda led Richard to her bedroom and told him to take off his clothes and lay on the bed. She looked at the bedsheets and knew she would have to burn them when this was done… she should have changed the sheets to something disposable before he came.

Richard climbed onto Miranda’s bed, lay flat on his back, and tried to peek at Miranda undressing. He wanted to see just how much more meat there was on her ass. It was already ridiculous before, but now even walking normally would make her ass clap.

Miranda shed her clothes and clinically brought Richard to hardness and pushed his belly fat away to expose his cock. The only way Miranda would be able to fuck herself onto his cock was in the reverse cowgirl position. It would give Richard the privilege of watching Miranda’s ass clapping as her pussy slammed down on his cock. The ideal position for Richard since that means that Miranda would be doing all the work.

Richard let out a moan when he felt his cock enveloped in Miranda’s pussy. This was all he had thought about for the past two years, and he finally had another taste. Miranda didn’t give him any time to think about the feeling. She immediately started to slam her hips up and down as fast as possible. Miranda never expected to feel pleasure from this act. Just like the first time Richard fucked her, Miranda knew she would never even get close to an orgasm. However, fucking hard and fast would get Richard to a faster orgasm, and that’s all that mattered to Miranda.

Richard gaped at the mountainous ass cheeks that were clapping furiously as Miranda’s hips blurred on his cock. Richard cautiously put one of his meaty hands on the jiggling cheeks and gained some courage when Miranda either didn’t notice. Or maybe she simply didn’t care because she kept fucking Richard without pause.

Having been given a free pass, Richard got his hand on the upgraded ass that Miranda had gained from pregnancy. This was what his dreams were like sometimes, but instead of waking in disappointment, this was real life. And he was fucking Miranda Lawson.

Richard felt himself about to cum and took a deep breath, snorting involuntarily as he tried to hold himself from cumming. He knew that it might come to an end if he came, but the feeling of Miranda’s slick pussy and the sound of her asscheeks clapping pushed him over the edge. Twitching up into Miranda’s pussy, Richard filled it with his thick cum, and he felt Miranda push her hips down to the base of his cock. Richard knew that she was trying to use his cock to plug up the cum swimming inside.

At least that would get him some more quality time to look at the globes of her pale ass. Richard reached out and caressed one cheek before he heard Miranda’s harsh tone, “Hands off! You can look while I use you as a plug for a few more minutes. After that, get the hell out of my house.”

Miranda lay alone on the bed a few hours later, her hands lightly caressing her lower stomach. It was very likely that a sibling would be soon growing for her son.

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