Author’s Note: This was my first story, and also my first creative writing attempt. I hope you enjoy it! This story is most heavily inspired by Greyscribbler’s fantastic Fair Share. If you have any feedback, comments, or questions,tandard disclaimer applies: this story contains graphic depictions of nonconsensual sex, so if it’s illegal or immoral for you to be reading this, stop now! All characters and situations are entirely fictional. Copyright Fidget, 2020. All rights reserved. Thanks for reading!
Pregnancy Hangups, Ch. 01
by Fidget
“So you don’t want children then?”
“No, Amy! I do want children, very badly. I just don’t want to get pregnant. That’s why I wanted to talk to you – I need your advice.”
“Why don’t you want to get pregnant?” Amy asked.
“I don’t know, I just get physically ill whenever I think about all of the changes that go along with pregnancy. It just seems so wrong,” Jill said.
“Well, the most important thing is getting pregnant – after that everything everything happens naturally, whether you’re squicked out about it or not.”
“I know that, Amy! You don’t think I’ve tried? Whenever Don and I try to have sex, if we’re not using some sort of protection, I get physically disgusted whenever he brings his thing anywhere near me!”
“Have you told him what the problem is?”
“Yes, and he’s been great about it. He’s disappointed, but supportive. We’ve even been to a couple of marriage counselors, but I just haven’t been able to kick my phobia. I can’t even go through with artificial insemination, since I have a panic attack whenever I try to make an appointment for one. So, since you’re my best friend, and I value your perspective more than anyone else’s, I wanted to let you know what was going on, and see if you had any advice for me.”
“Wow, Jill, I had no idea. I’m sorry you’re having to go through this. I really do appreciate the vote of confidence, and I’ll do whatever I can to help, of course. But this may be above my pay grade.”
“I know. I just wanted to give it a try. I’m desperate. At this point, I’ll try pretty much anything.”
“Ok. I’ll dig around a bit when I get home, and see if there are any unorthodox ways of getting over phobias that we can try.”
“Thanks Amy, I really appreciate it.” Jill said, and then she hung up.
A few hours later, Amy started looking online for weird approaches that people had taken to dealing with their fears. Drugs seemed a bit dangerous and extreme. Tricking people into doing an activity they were scared of without them knowing was an option, but Amy really didn’t want to deceive her best friend, and she wasn’t sure how Jill would react once she found out she had been lied to. Jill needed to want to get pregnant, but how was Amy going to be able to change her mind?
Late that night she came across a forum for people using hypnosis to cure their phobias. The method that the users there found most effective was a specific video file, with a simple spiral visual and a backing audio track that you could customize. The audio started off with a pretty standard induction formula, and then had a few minutes of blank space to record whatever instructions you wanted. This audio track was then blended with a calming brown noise filter, so that the instructions were just out of reach of the subject’s consciousness hearing. The file was getting rave reviews, and many of the forum’s users claimed to have been completely cured by it.
Amy was far from convinced about the efficacy of hypnosis, but it was the least insane option she’d found all night, so she decided to give it a try. She downloaded the file and got to work. A day later the finished video was ready to go, so she called Jill and invited her over to her small studio apartment.
At first, Jill was extremely skeptical about trying a random hypnosis file from the internet, but after Amy assured her that she’d made it herself, she started to come around. Amy handed her a sheet with the text of the audio she had recorded, so that Jill would know exactly what instructions she would be receiving.
“Wow, this is really raunchy! I can’t believe you actually recorded yourself saying this stuff! And why’d you put the part about not being able to delete it?” Jill asked after reading the instructions.
“Because I know how squeamish you are about this, and I don’t want you to get scared and back out, if this is what you really want.”
“Oh, good idea. Yes, it’s definitely what I want. I don’t think it’ll work, but I said I’d try anything, so let’s do it!”
Jill handed her the TV remote. “Ok, all you have to do is press ‘Play’. This first time it’s set to play all the way through ten times straight, just to form a strong baseline for the conditioning. That’s why I had you come over here, so that you wouldn’t be interrupted by Don for the next hour. I’ve emailed you the file as well, so that you’ll be able to watch it when you’re home alone.”
“That makes sense. Wow, you’ve really thought this through! But what are you going to do? Are you just going to hang out in the bathroom for the next hour?” Jill asked.
“No, I’ll be over here on my laptop. You have to be watching the video for the audio to have any effect, and the TV is at a weird angle from here, so I won’t be able to see it very well anyway. Plus, I have some work I need to do.”
“Ok.” Jill picked up the remote, took a deep breath, and pressed the button. She giggled a bit at the stereotypical swirling spiral on the screen, and tried to see if she could hear the instructions embedded in the constant stream of brown noise. She felt like she could almost make them out, like they were dancing around the edge of her consciousness. She concentrated on the noise harder, but wasn’t quite able to catch what was being said. And the spiral was so distracting! Maybe if she…
A few minutes later Amy glanced over at Jill, and was amused to see that she was on the edge of her seat, slack-jawed, eyes wide open, staring intently at the screen. [/i]Wow, she seems pretty deeply under[/i], Amy thought. I wonder if it’s working. Amy glanced at the screen, seeing the swirling spiral she’d been working with for the past few days while making the video. She wondered why people claimed it was so effective, and guessed that it was the way the spiral drew your eyes down into the center, forcing you to concentrate harder to avoid the distracting spinning arms around the perimeter. She remembered feeling a bit of a trippy sensation when looking at it straight on for an extended period of time, but she couldn’t quite see it from this angle.
Her mind drifted back to the instructions that she’d written for Jill:
“Whenever you’re alone and bored, you’ll open up this file and watch it without even thinking about it. You won’t be able to delete it, and you won’t want to in the first place. Watching this video is relaxing, and you always look forward to seeing it again.
“You want to be pregnant. That’s why you’re watching this. But even more than that, you want to get pregnant. You want to have unprotected sex with a man until he cums inside you. And then you want to do it again, and again, until you miss your period and feel his baby growing in you.
“You look forward to the changes your body goes through in pregnancy. It’s a huge turn-on to think about your body swelling, filling with life. It’s a sign that you and your man have fulfilled your purpose, reproduction, and you feel more and more beautiful as your pregnancy proceeds. And once you’ve delivered? Well, you know there’s nothing hotter than a milf.
“You find yourself inexplicably drawn to the male body. You instinctively feel the need to press your breasts and ass into him, to flirt and tease him into arousal.
“You love feeling a cock grow larger, thicker, and harder. This is the sign that a man wants to mate with you, and as it grows, so will your need to have it inside you.
“Your vagina feels empty without a cock in it. Whenever you find yourself in a situation that could lead to sex, you will become aroused, and will become more and more focused on getting that cock into your soft, sensitive pussy.
“Your pussy lips love the sensation of being parted by a nice hard cock, of feeling it slide further and further into you.
“Your pussy must be as inviting and stimulating as possible. He has to want to stay there forever, as your sly pussy secretly milks him closer and closer to his release.
“You love feeling his cock twitch. It’s an addictive sensation that you crave to replicate, since that means your fertile pussy has brought him one step closer to your goal: feeling him start to cum inside you.
“You want to bring him to orgasm, because you know that when he starts to cum, you will too.
“Birth control alters your hormone levels, and feels dangerous and unnatural, so you don’t want to use it. It also prevents pregnancy, and you want to get pregnant.
“Using a condom isn’t an option, and must be avoided by whatever means necessary.
“Now go get fucked already. Getting pregnant is the sexiest thing you can think of.”
Amy woke up, feeling warm and relaxed, and realized that for some reason she was sitting on the couch beside Jill. The video file had stopped looping, and she felt a brief moment of panic. How long have I been sitting here?? she wondered. How many times did I watch the video?
She noticed Jill begin to shift next to her, and saw her eyes regain their focus and turn their surprised gaze onto Amy.
“Amy, did you watch the video with me? Why?!” Jill asked.
“I didn’t mean to, but yeah. It was only once though. I’ll be fine. Don’t worry,” Amy said. Her head was a bit loopy, but other than that she felt normal. Better than normal, in fact.
“I don’t feel any different,” Jill said, her cheeks slightly pink.
“Me either. Those forum people were probably just crazy, or psychosomatic, or something. It probably doesn’t even work.”
“Yeah, but I appreciate the effort,” Jill responded with a smile, giving her friend a hug. “It really means a lot. I should probably head out though – Don will be home soon, and I want to get dinner started.”
“Ok,” Amy said. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow!”
That night after dinner, sitting on the couch, she opened up Facebook and began to scroll…
“…Getting pregnant is the sexiest thing you can think of.” She blinked at her monitor and realized that she’d accidentally watched the video again. Dammit! And why am I so flushed all of a sudden? she wondered. She was angry, but it was tempered by the warm, pleasant relaxation she was currently enjoying in spite of herself. Even so, she right-clicked the file and hovered the cursor over “Delete”. With her watching the video without meaning to like that, the file was too dangerous to keep around. She briefly worried that the conditioning might prevent her from deleting it at all. But, she clicked the mouse, the file disappeared, and she let out the breath that she didn’t realize she was holding.
“Good thing that’s over with,” she muttered, and started to get ready for bed.
The next morning, she sat down at her computer after breakfast to continue working on her article. She made good progress, and was proud of what she had written, so she decided to take a quick break and check her Twitter. She minimized her document, opened up the Recycle Bin, restored the video, and double clicked it.
A few nonexistent minutes later, as her consciousness returned from what felt like a pleasant, fluffy dream, Amy found her face flushed and her breathing heavy, and her mind kept wandering toward sexy thoughts. She slammed her laptop shut, angry at herself for succumbing to the video’s programming again, and angry at her nagging feeling that something was wrong. She noticed that the warm, pleasant sensation she had felt after watching the video previously was growing progressively warmer and more pleasurable each time she watched it. She sighed heavily, and slowly opened her laptop back up to delete the video again. Click, gone. Now for the Recycle Bin. As she opened it and prepared to delete the file for good, her mind briefly flirted with keeping it around somewhere just in case Jill needed another copy. Steeling her resolve, she cursed at herself and emptied the bin.
That evening, Jill called her to check in and see how she was doing.
“It’s amazing Amy, I can’t seem to go more than a few hours without waking up finding that I’ve watched it without even meaning to!” Jill enthused. “And when I come to, I always feel so relaxed and, well, horny,” she admitted sheepishly. “Nothing major, just a warm flush that makes me feel all sexy. You’re aren’t feeling any effects or anything from having watched the video, are you?”
“Not really. I’ve thought about watching it a few times, but I don’t want to have children at all, so I think I’m naturally more resistant to it,” Amy lied.
“That makes sense. Good, I’m glad you’re ok. I think the hypnosis might actually be working for me though – ever since Don got home a few hours ago, I’ve felt almost giddy! He’s so strong and manly! I keep finding myself tempted to press up against him, and run my fingers over his chest. It’s like I’m in high school again flirting with a cute crush or something!”
Amy felt a little twinge of jealousy at her friend’s healthy love live, The idea of pressing herself into a strong, masculine man was filling her with an odd feeling, almost a longing. “That’s great Jill! You should tease him a bit, and then take him to bed and have your wicked way with him!” she blurted out, as she got a bit turned on imagining herself doing just that to a sexy stranger.
“Amy! You’re so bad!” Jill exclaimed, feigning outrage. “But I just might! It’s like my body is on overdrive or something. Well, talk to you later!” she said, and then she hung up.
Amy got ready for bed, and, imagining what Jill must be doing at that moment, considered a little solo action of her own. She couldn’t decide if her current state was due to the video’s influence, however, so she stubbornly ignored her arousal, and eventually fell asleep frustrated.
She was woken up the next morning by another call from Jill, surprised to hear her friend sobbing into the receiver.
“I just don’t know what’s wrong with me!” she cried. “Last night I was really craving sex with Don, and we started flirting and kissing, and I got so hot when I felt him get hard, but when he got ready to put it in, I suddenly felt all sick and pushed him off! He asked if I’d feel better if he used a condom, but that turned me off even more!”
“Oh no, Jill, I’m so sorry! I’m sure it will just take time,” Amy said.
“I hope so, because now things are even worse than they were before!” Jill cried, and then she hung up.
End of Chapter 1