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Author's Note: This story is inspired by Moe Wallace's "Breeding the Neighbor" and Homer Vargas' "Marta and Robert". If you've read either of those, you already have a pretty good idea of what's coming. If not, and you enjoy this story, you should go check them out. Standard 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, and any resemblance to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental. Copyright Fidget, 2020. All rights reserved. Enjoy!
Paralegal Paralysis
by Fidget
Oh no, not again, Bill thought to himself, as Kara winked at him and pulled her blouse dangerously low, showing off her generous cleavage.
Kara was a paralegal in his firm. He had known for months that she had a crush on him, but nothing he did seemed to discourage her pursuit. He had been careful never to give even the appearance of returning her affections, and remained strictly professional no matter how much she threw herself at him. It wasn't that she wasn't attractive - Kara was absolutely stunning, with pale skin, jet-black hair, deep brown eyes, and the body of a centerfold playmate - he just wasn't interested. He wanted to focus on his career at this point in his life, and not get too involved in any personal entanglements.
He stood up and walked out of his office. It was time to put an end to this once and for all.
"Kara, could you come in here, please?" he called, and ignored her grin as she bounced into his office.
Bill shut the door and sat down at his desk.
"Yes, Mr. Waltz?" she asked, making eyes at him.
"Sit down, Kara," he began. "There's no easy way to say this, but, put bluntly, your flirting has got to stop. I've done everything I can to show you that I'm not interested, but you haven't taken the hint, so now I'm telling you. You're not my employee, so I can't fire you, but if you don't leave me alone, I will make life very difficult for you. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir, perfectly clear," Kara responded, utterly crushed. A second later, Bill caught a glimpse of a fury in her eyes the likes of which he'd never seen before, but it was gone in an instant, and her face was again the picture of innocence.
"May I go now, sir? I have work to do."
"Yes Kara. Thanks for your understanding," he said, as she stood up and coolly left his office.
Bill leaned back in his chair. He hated having to do that, but enough was enough, and hopefully this time the message had sunk in.
Two months passed without Kara as much as speaking to him. Life was good, and he was up for a potential promotion to partner in a few weeks.
One Friday evening after work, Bill came home and poured a finger of his favorite scotch to enjoy while he watched the sunset. A few minutes after taking his first sip, however, his head began to feel heavy, and before he knew it his hardwood floor was rushing up to meet his unconscious face.
When he came to, the first thing he noticed was that he was unable to move. He also noticed that he was naked and loosely tied to a chair, but that didn't seem to be the reason for his immobility. A blurry shadow walked in front of his eyes, and when his vision cleared, he realized that it was Kara.
"Hi Bill. Oh no, don't get up. I like you right where you are. Sorry about knocking you out like that, but it was necessary. This little beauty has to be injected directly into the bloodstream," she said, holding up a small bottle and syringe.
"I've given you a dose of an interesting little poison I stumbled across a few years ago. It's a paralyzing agent, but it's designed to only paralyze the muscles in your extremities, to keep you from resisting or escaping. It specifically avoids core muscles associated with the peripheral nervous system, including, of course, the muscles controlling sexual response, so you'll soon find that Little Billy is working just as nature intended," she continued with an evil grin.
"You see Bill, I'm tired of throwing myself at you. For five and a half months I did everything I could to show you that we would be perfect together, but you still didn't want me. Now I know that you weren't worth the effort. I'll be happier on my own, but before I go, I've decided to take a... small part of you with me. I've been carefully planning this little rendezvous around my menstrual cycle to guarantee peak fertility, and I can assure you that I'm regular as clockwork. I'm going to tease you into spurting a baby into me, Bill, and then I'll use my child support money from my high-powered lawyer baby daddy to provide a comfortable life for myself and our child."
With that, she calmly began to strip off her clothes. Her body was just as attractive as he'd thought, but as more and more of her soft, pale skin came into view, he became more and more determined not to give her what she wanted. There was no doubt in his mind that he could resist her charms. He was fully in control of himself.
"Oh, and I know that you'll probably try to resist cumming in my little pussy, so I've taken the liberty of mixing the poison with a mild aphrodisiac, similar to ecstasy. It will make it a bit harder for you to think straight, while also greatly magnifying your sense of touch."
Ok, that was worrisome, but still not insurmountable. As she pulled off her bra, however, he found his attention drawn to her heavy breasts, which were so pleasant to look at, but so dangerous, especially in his current state of heightened susceptibility to sensation. As primed for sex as Kara was, she was hyperaware of any sexual interest toward her on his part, and she quickly noticed where his glance had fallen. She grinned evilly and began to sway her tits from side to side, slowly walking toward his paralyzed body on the chair.
"Do you like these?" she asked, hefting them for him. "Of course you do. You men are always staring at them, imagining what it would feel like to grope them, to suckle on them like the big babies you are. Well, guess what? Today is your lucky day, because today I want you to fully appreciate just how sexy my big boobies are. I'll make sure that you enjoy their pillowy softness to your heart's content. I find it so odd that men fantasize about breasts so much, especially when they play practically no part in mating itself, but at this point that's irrelevant. By sexualizing them, you've given them the power to sexualize you too."
When she finally reached him, she leaned forward and teased her puffy nipples back and forth across his lips, leaving pleasant tingles in their wake as she filled his hungry eyes with a generous helping of her creamy mounds. He tried to look away, but her tempting tits continued to dominate his peripheral vision. He knew that she was right: his eyes were drawn to her chest like moths to the flame. It was too late anyway, since he could already feel himself becoming physically aroused against his will by her flirty display.
Physical arousal in the human male - the process by which the spongy tissue inside the penis becomes engorged with blood and swells, cutting off bladder access to the urethra and opening access to the vas deferens to allow for the transfer of semen - is a reflex, and is completely uncontrollable. Bill felt the familiar sensations associated with this involuntary process currently taking place within his own body, and as Kara bent over and began to lightly caress his hypersensitive penis with the tip of her forefinger, his neurons sent signals to his parasympathetic nervous system to prepare for mating. His penis began to stiffen despite his protestations, too interested in the promises of pleasure hinted at by Kara's naked body to resist, especially since the sensation of each stroke was greatly augmented by the effects of the aphrodisiac she had given him.
She sank to her knees, and, after rubbing her soft tits up and down his growing cock a few times, leaned over and licked him from base to tip with her slick tongue, causing him to stiffen even further, before taking him fully into her mouth and giving his dick the soft, wet friction that it craved. As she began to tease his sensitive frenulum, he felt a growing urge to flex his muscles and feel his dick twitch against her textured tongue.
Ejaculation in the human male is a reflex just like arousal, but while arousal is easily triggered by even the thought of sexual activity, ejaculation requires repeated stimulation of the penis while the PC muscles at the base of the shaft are flexed. If the penis is rewarded with stimulation during and after this flexing, semen is drawn up to the base of the shaft and the penis inexorably inches closer to triggering the ejaculation reflex.
This intermittent flexing, which takes the form of the well-known "dick twitch" or "throb", is the only part of the process the male has any measure of control over. Flexing the penis was kind of like breathing - automatic if you're not thinking about it, but controllable if you are, to a limited extent. It's just such a tempting and pleasurable sensation that it's hard to resist the urge. And, it was also like breathing in that the longer you resisted, the more and more the need to give in to the instinct builds.
In short, Bill knew that as long as he kept the muscles in his torso relaxed, and didn't give in to the temptation to let his cock twitch, he'd be safe. If, on the other hand, he embraced this urge, and repeatedly allowed himself that pleasant stiffening sensation inside of her, she would quickly trigger his ejaculation reflex, and all would be lost. It didn't help that her body was specifically designed to tease his cock into twitching, of course, but you take what you can get.
He continued to remain calm, practicing meditative tactics to help keep his composure, and ignoring the stimulation his aphrodisiac-addled cock was receiving from Kara's hands and mouth. So far so good.
His physical arousal was still involuntary, however, and her nimble tongue soon had him fully erect. Sensing his readiness, Kara stopped her ministrations and stood back up, leaning forward and burying his face in her soft, delightful cleavage as she eagerly prepared to mount him. Her fertile body was also at peak arousal, excited by the sight of his stiff manhood and her anticipation of the mating that was about to occur. She kissed his unresponsive lips, and slowly began to lower her unprotected pussy onto his penis.
His eyes widened as his dick began to slide between her slick labia, and in response she put a finger to his lips and shushed him. "Shh, don't worry. Mama Kara is going to take good care of you. She's going to make you feel so good. You want to feel good, don't you?"
Whether Bill wanted to feel good or not, his body clearly did, and as he felt himself sliding so easily into her tight entrance, his self-control slipped for a second. He felt his shaft tighten and his balls lift as his cock throbbed pleasurably inside her, and he knew that he had taken his first step toward involuntary release.
He also knew that he needed to be especially careful now, and not just because it had felt so good that he wanted to do it again. After a few such twitches, enough ejaculate would build up at the base of his penis that he would begin to leak pre-cum, which, contrary to popular belief, contained a small amount of semen and could accidentally impregnate the very willing Kara.
His initial failure to keep his cock from twitching drove him to redouble his efforts, and he was happy to see that he was able to keep himself in check as she began to slide her slick pussy up and down his sensitive cock.
It was working. He was winning!
But then Kara began to speak, and her sweet, flirty voice sliced through his attempts to ignore her.
"Silly boy, you're so tense! Don't worry, I was lying about my cycle being regular. In fact, it's probably off this month. You're free to enjoy my sexy body as much as you like. It's perfectly safe," she cajoled as she rubbed her soft, pillowy breasts against his face.
His fuzzy mind enthusiastically latched onto her words, and the idea that it might be safe began bouncing around inside his head and refused to leave. He could probably enjoy himself just a bit, and still be fine. And Kara was so hot! Any guy would be lucky to fuck her, and she had chosen him!
It was so easy to watch her round titties jiggle delightfully as she rode him, even though he knew that the visual stimulation from Kara's gorgeous body would only increase his urge to give in to his artificially-enhanced arousal. It was overwhelming, as if all of his pleasure receptors had been turned up to 11. Her every touch felt exquisite.
His cock was already clearly fascinated by her slick, enticing pussy, and as he took a second to focus on the addictive sensations coming from her body, his enthralled cock overwhelmed his defenses and eagerly indulged in a second, much heavier throb. This time, however, Bill reveled in the sensation of feeling his dick harden within her, and fully rode out his wave of augmented satisfiaction.
"See? That felt so nice, and it was only one little twitch. You're in control here, and there's nothing I can do to keep you from having your wicked way with me," she whispered naughtily into his ear. The tingles triggered by her warm breath alone threatened to drive him immediately into another throb.
Without warning, she pulled herself fully off of him, and he was so eager to feel the warmth of her tight embrace again that his dick jumped for joy when she finally welcomed it back inside. That was three.
She felt so good against him, a soft, warm goddess that he wanted to keep sticking his cock in forever. Since he was currently incapable of thrusting, however, he amended his thought and decided that he wanted nothing more than for Kara to keep sinking her slick pussy onto his cock instead. Of course, that's exactly what Kara wanted too, so that's exactly what she did.
His head got even fuzzier in his relaxation, and as he relished the feeling of his dick bouncing within her tightness, it began to throb with increased urgency. He knew what that meant, but it felt so good to just let Kara tease him with her pussy, and to respond by letting his cock throb inside of her again and again, that he ignored the warning signs and enjoyed feeling the tension build even higher.
He had lost count of how many times his cock had twitched inside her now. Finally, he began to feel a pleasant tightening sensation building at the base of his penis, which brought him back to reality. He was getting dangerously close, and knew that he was already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum into her fertile pussy by now. Instead of redoubling his resistance efforts at this realization, however, his tired mind began to rationalize that since it was probably too late anyway, he should just quit worrying so much and enjoy himself.
Kara could tell that she had him on the ropes, and that his defenses were quickly crumbling.
"Your big dick is so getting so hard, and my little pussy is so helpless! If you start cumming now, you'll knock me up!" she whispered fiercely, knowing how strong his mating urge would be this close to release.
Bill knew that she was right, and tensed his body to try to resist the orgasm she was quickly building him toward. Unfortunately for Bill, this flexed his PC muscles as well, and he felt his dick leap with pleasure inside her tight love canal once more, stimulating itself even further against her silky vaginal walls.
His cock wanted to cum inside her soft pussy, and knew how close it was to achieving its goal. It savored every ounce of titillation it could wring out of its most recent throb, magnifiied by the intoxicating effects of Kara's aphrodisiac, and Bill was suddenly teetering on the razor's edge of release before he realized it, trying to calm himself down, but knowing that any further stimulation would take him past the point of no return and trigger his ejaculation. A cold clarity suddenly came to him, and he knew that he had overindulged in the temptation of Kara's silky embrace. The ball was now entirely in her court. She had withdrawn until just the tip of his cock was between her slick lips. If she forced his cock up into her tight pussy again, he was going to cum.
Kara, of course, knew exactly what was happening, and began to mock him.
"Ooh, I can feel your dick starting to tighten! You're about to lose control, aren't you? Don't think about how good it will feel to release all of that tension inside of my tight little pussy. You don't want to accidentally cum, do you? If you cum, you'll fill my big titties up with milk!" she teased, jiggling them in his face.
But then, her expression turned suddenly serious, and she locked eyes with him as she began to slowly sink his cock deep into her luxurious pussy one time too many.
Bill was futilely trying to avoid thinking about how good his stiffening dick felt even as his balls began to clench in reflex, and in desperation his mind jumped to a mental image of Kara's pregnant teats, swollen and leaking as a result of his cum filling her needy pussy. Just as Kara had known it would, this thought struck a primal chord inside him, and he gave a strained groan as he embraced the inescapable euphoria waiting for him, and the muscles around the base of his shaft began to rhythmically contract as his overstimulated dick pumped spurt after spurt of lifejuice deep into her fertile pussy.
Kara watched with intense focus as Bill came inside her, sliding up and down his shaft in time with his contractions to maximize his pleasure and extend his orgasm. She then calmly dismounted and inserted a diaphragm to hold as much of his semen as possible inside her body until she could get home and lie down properly. She thanked him matter-of-factly and gave him one final, lingering kiss, before dressing and leaving him alone in his condo, still tied to the chair.
His paralysis wore off an hour or so later, and he was easily able to slip out of the loose knots to stretch his cramped body. He remained seated on his sticky chair, however, deep in thought about the surreal events he had experienced that evening.
Bill still had to see her every day at the firm, of course, and for a few months dared to hope that he had gotten away with his night of carnal weakness, though even the sight of her curves was enough to make his knees weak with memories of pleasure. Inevitably, however, her belly began to swell, and he knew that she had won. Driven by his irresistible reproductive instinct, his body had successfully impregnated hers. He had not been able to resist his lust for her sexy tits, or his urge to flex his cock against the stimulating walls of her eager pussy again and again, and he couldn't hold back as his cock had blissfully released millions of potent sperm into her reproductive tract, just as she had known he would.
Kara had been right: it had felt so good to finish deep inside of her, letting her hungry pussy milk every drop out of his throbbing cock, and by the time he came down from his orgasmic high and the consequences of what he had done began to sink in, his sperm had already begun making their way up her fallopian tubes to overwhelm the egg they would find waiting for them. There was nothing Bill or Kara could do at this point to prevent his strong swimmers from carrying out their programming, and so his sperm had mindlessly broken through her egg's defenses, injected it with his genetic information, and kindled it into life. His DNA merged itself with the lovely Kara's, nature worked its magic on her receptive, feminine body, and she had fallen pregnant.
Kara took every opportunity to remind him of what he had done to her. Whenever she saw him, she'd cup her large tits and blow him a kiss, or rub her belly and wink seductively. The worst part was that this attention never failed to get him rock hard, and the few times she successfully cornered him in his office had inevitably ended with his cock spurting into her perfect mouth as she sucked him off under his desk. As she continued to grow and her teats swelled with milk, however, he began to seek out her ministrations, and even felt a sense of pride at what he had done to her, in spite of himself. By the time her nine months were up, and she was ready to give birth, he was more than happy to start writing the checks that would feed his growing child.