Chapter 2: Sarah
The volleyball court was a symphony of motion and sound, bathed in the warm, golden rays of the late afternoon sun. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and the sound of laughter, the ball slamming against hands and bodies with a satisfying thwack. The players, their bodies slick with perspiration, moved with a fluid grace that spoke of hours of practice and dedication. Among them, Sarah stood out, her athletic form powerful and agile as she lunged, twisted, and dove for the ball, her ponytail whipping behind her like a triumphant banner.
The satisfaction I felt from the previous night with Lucy had subsided and the dull ache in my testicles had returned. I had only been walking to class but had to stop to stop to appreciate this display of female athleticism.
Watching her move was mesmerizing, a dance of power and grace that made my heart pound. I couldn't help but feel a primal pull, an urge to be a part of that dance, to mark her as my own. The medication was a constant hum in my veins, a reminder of the new reality I was navigating.
Sarah twisted to spike the ball, her muscles flexing beneath her skin. She was oblivious to my gaze, her focus entirely on the game. I couldn't blame her, not with the way she moved, the way she commanded the court, but I couldn't help but want to see her lithe body swollen with my child.
The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I had to clench my fists to keep my hands from reaching for my cock.
The game ended with Sarah's team celebrating their victory, the sound of laughter and cheers filling the air. She high-fived her teammates, her smile a beacon of joy. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what I was about to do.
As she walked off the court, I stepped into her path, forcing her to stop. She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with sweat and happiness.
"Hey," I said, a cocky smile on my lips.
Sarah paused, slightly startled by my sudden appearance. But then recognition dawned on her face. "James, right? From that philosophy class last semester?" she asked, a hint of surprise in her voice. She wiped the sweat from her brow, her chest heaving slightly from the exertion of the game. I nodded, my eyes taking in her sweat-slicked skin, her flushed cheeks, and the way her sports bra clung to her breasts. The medication was making it hard to think straight, and her scent, a heady mix of sweat and something else, something primal, was driving me insane.
"Yeah, that's me," I replied, a slow grin spreading across my face. "Good game, by the way. You're... impressive." I let my gaze linger on her body, taking in every curve, every muscle.
"well thanks James. I like to give it my all. You were pretty impressive your self in that philosophy class. I always loved how you could answer millennia old moral quandaries in mere moments. You have a gift for seeing the root of an issue and seizing it." Sarah said, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled. She was clearly interested, and I could see her guard beginning to drop. Good.
"Thanks," I replied, my smile widening. "I love good conversation, especially when it challenges me. And you were always full of great questions." I stepped a little closer, invading her personal space just enough to make her aware of me, but not so much that she would step back. The medication was making me reckless, and I knew I should tread carefully, but I couldn't help myself. The way she smelled, the way her body moved... I wanted her.
And I couldn't deny that a part of me wanted to possess her, to claim her as my own. But I also knew I had to play this carefully. I couldn't let her see the monster I was becoming.
"So, what are you up to now?" Sarah asked, wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. Her eyes were bright, her smile genuine. She was relaxed, and I could see she was enjoying our conversation.
"Just getting ready for another semester, I was just on my way to class when I saw something more interesting" I said, keeping my voice casual.
Sarah smirked, "oh really? The match or me?" Her voice soft and playful.
"You know, I can't remember the last time someone just wanted to talk to me. Most guys just want to..." she paused, her cheeks flushing slightly, "you know."
"Yeah, I know," I said, smiling and leaning in a bit closer. "But not all guys are the same, right? Some of us actually enjoy a good conversation."
She laughed, a sound that was both breathy and musical. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. Because I love a good conversation as much as... Other activities." I'm a bit sweaty now but maybe we could get together sometime and... Talk." Sarah said with a wink.
"I'm a bit sweaty now, but maybe we could get together sometime and...
I chuckled, "I'd like that. But I can't stand the thought of keeping you waiting. How about I wait for you to shower, and then we can grab a coffee together?"
Sarah grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Deal. But only if you promise to behave yourself while I'm gone."
"I can't make any promises," I said, my voice low and playful. "But I'll try my best to keep my hands to myself."
Sarah rolled her eyes, but I could see the amusement in her gaze. "well, if I can't trust you to behave while I'm gone then maybe you should join me." Sarah teased, her eyes playfully challenging me.
I laughed, shaking my head. "As tempting as that sounds, I think I'll pass. I have a feeling if I joined you in there, neither of us would be leaving for quite some time." My voice was low, my eyes locked onto hers. I could see the desire flare up in her gaze, and I knew she was thinking the same thing.
Sarah grinned, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, maybe that's not such a bad thing. James I can tell you workout so I sure your aware exercise can be a hell of an aphrodisiac. I just finished a hell of a hard fought game and I'm probably crazy for being so forward but I feel like celebrating... In the shower... With the cute guy from my philosophy class. Do you have the balls to sneak into a shower stall with me?"
Sarah asked, a playful glint in her eye. She was challenging me, pushing me to see how far I would go. Little did she know, the medication was already pushing me to my limits.
I held her gaze, my heart pounding in my chest. "Is that a dare?" I countered, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips. I could feel the heat between us, the primal pull that the medication was amplifying.
Sarah's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't back down. "Maybe it is," she said, her voice teasing whisper. She took a step closer, her finger tracing a line down my chest.
I answered her dare with a low growl, giving her gentle shove toward the changing room doors.
"Well, I never back down from a challenge."
Sarah laughed, a musical sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "I can see that," she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement and something else, something more primal. She pushed open the door to the changing room, and I followed her in, my heart pounding in my chest.
The changing room was empty, the air thick with the scent of chlorine and sweat. The showers were at the far end, a long row of stalls with flimsy curtains that barely hid anything. Sarah led the way, her hips swaying seductively with each step.
"Sorry James, I know you're a smart guy and I would have loved to have you talk your way into my pants but I'm feeling a bit needy today. I don't know why." she said with a seductively dominant tone .
"probably because your ovulating..." I cursed myself for reminding her of her fertility knowing a request for a condom would soon follow.
"shit, your probably right. You better grab a condom from the dispenser. If I get pregnant I'll lose my sports scholarship. That would be and all time fuck up." Sarah said with exasperation.
I grumble as I walked to the dispenser knowing that fucking latex would block what I was after I reached more my standard extra large then paused. I couldn't hold back my grin and I grabbed a medium instead. I went over every bit of knowledge I remember from health class and reversed it. after all if using a condom safely would keep you protected doing the opposite might give me exactly what I wanted.
Sarah unwrapped the condom and held it up, her brow furrowed. "James, this looks a bit small for you," she said, her voice laced with concern. "Are you sure it'll fit?"
I shrugged, a smirk playing at the corners of my mouth. "It'll be fine," I said, taking the condom from her and putting it on. I could feel the latex stretching tight across my length, the tip barely covering me. But that was the point, wasn't it?
Sarah bit her lip, her eyes narrowed. "And it's not expired, right? I don't want to take any chances."
I chuckled, my voice low and playful. "Sarah, I promise, it's fine. Trust me." I pulled her close, my hands running down her back, my fingers digging into her skin.
Her breasts were pressed against my chest, her nipples hardening as my palms grazed over them. I could feel her heart racing, her breath hot and rapid against my neck.
I kissed her neck, my tongue darting out to taste her sweat. She moaned softly, her hips grinding against mine. "Fuck, James," she whispered, her voice ragged with desire.
The hot water from the shower next to us steamed up the room, creating a thick fog that clung to her skin.
The scent of her sweat and the faint trace of her perfume intermingled with the damp, earthy smell of the shower. It was intoxicating, a heady mix that made my cock ache with need.
I spun her around, pressing her back against the cool tile wall. Her breath hitched as her body came into contact with the hard surface, a soft gasp escaping her lips. I kissed her neck, inhaling her scent, feeling my cock twitch in response. She pressed her hips against mine, her body begging for more. she was so sexy that even if I didn't have a drop of the medication in me I would still want to breed her, but, as my erection grew and the expired condom on my dick strained to contain me, I knew she had no chance.
As I kissed her neck, my hands explored her body, cupping her ass and lifting her leg until she was wrapped around me like a vine. "Fuck, James," she gasped, her back arching as I ground my cock against her, "I need you. I need your dick inside me. Please, James, fuck me."
I growled, my lips capturing hers in a hungry kiss. "You want my cock, Sarah? You want me to fuck you?" I whispered against her mouth, my hands tightening on her ass.
"Yes, yes!" she cried out, her hips grinding against mine, desperate for friction. "Please, James. Fuck me."
I didn't need to be told twice. I grabbed her other leg, lifting her off the ground entirely, her back still pressed against the wall.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her lips finding mine in a frenzied kiss. I thrust into her hard, her moans muffled against my mouth. I could feel the condom stretching taut, but I didn't care. I was desperate, driven by the insatiable need that the medication had ignited within me. After a few moments of aggressive thrusting, I felt it—a sharp tug, a sudden snap. The condom had broken, its ineffectiveness finally being put to the test. I pulled back slightly, my eyes locking onto Sarah's. She was panting, her cheeks flushed, her body still wrapped around mine.
"James... what was that?" she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.
I grinned, a primal, satisfied smile. "It's nothing, Sarah. I promise. I just... I want you so fucking much.
Too much," I growled, my cock throbbing at the thought of filling her bare. "I need to be inside you, Sarah. I need to feel you, all of you. you wanted my cock, now your going to get it."
She couldn't see it but the broken condom hung limply from my cock, a pathetic reminder of my earlier deceit, and with the scent of her arousal filling my nostrils, I couldn't give a fuck. I wanted her, raw and unprotected. I wanted to mark her as mine, to claim her in the most primal way possible.
As I thrust into her I felt her walls tighten around me. "god James, your so big! I can feel every vain and crease pounding into me! I'm, gonna, gonna--"
Sarah's words dissolved into a breathless moan as I thrust into her, her walls clamping down around my cock. The broken condom was a distant concern; all that mattered was the raw, primal feeling of her tight, wet pussy gripping me. I could feel every inch of her, every pulse and twitch, and it was driving me crazy.
I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I pounded into her. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the small shower stall, the rhythmic smack echoing off the tile walls.
Sarah's moans were low and guttural, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She was close, I could feel it, her pussy clenching around my cock with every thrust.
"Fuck, James," she panted, her head thrown back against the wall. "Fuck, yes. Right there. Oh god, right fucking there."
I could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the pleasure washed over her. I wanted to be there with her, to send her over the edge and feel her convulse around me. I wanted to mark her, to claim her as mine.
"jesus christ I can feel the ridge of you gland dragging in me like an anchor! ... wait why can I feel that? I shouldn't be able to feel that!" a sudden worry entering her voice as she began to convulse.
I knew my cover was blown I needed to finish before she came down from her orgasm luckily I was at my limit.
I could feel it building, the pressure in my balls becoming unbearable. I wanted to fill her, to mark her as mine. I wanted her to feel every fucking pulse, every fucking twitch. I wanted her to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I came inside her. That I had claimed her.
I leaned my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling as we panted in unison. I looked down at her, my eyes locked onto hers as I thrust into her, my cock pulsing, my body tensing, ready. "Look at me, Sarah," I growled, my voice low and urgent. "I want to see the look in your eyes when you realize I'm raw inside you.
When you feel me coming, filling you up with my hot, thick load." I said, my voice heavy with lust and primal desire.
Sarah's eyes widened in shock and arousal. "Fuck, James, you're a fucking animal," she moaned, her hips grinding against mine, desperate for more. "You shouldn't be saying things like that. But fuck, I want it. I want to feel you inside me, raw and bare."
I growled, a deep, primal sound that echoed through the small shower stall. I could feel my control slipping, the medication taking over.
I was a primal beast, driven by a single purpose—to claim, to mark, to breed. The words tumbled out of me, raw and honest. "I want to fill you up, Sarah. I want to see my cum dripping out of you. I want to know that you're carrying my child. I want to see your belly swell with life, knowing it's mine."
Sarah's eyes were wide with disbelief, but her body betrayed her. Her pussy clamped down on me, her hips grinding against mine, seeking more. "Fuck, James," she moaned, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "You're fucking insane.
You know that, right?" Sarah panted, her hips rocking against mine as her body betrayed her. Her eyes, though wide with shock, held a spark of something darker, something primal. "But fuck, James... Fuck me like that. Make me feel it. Make me feel your cum inside me."
I couldn't wait any longer. The sight of her, flushed, sweaty, desperate, and mine—it was too much. I needed to claim her, to mark her, to breed her. I thrust into her hard one last time and hot blasts of my seed sprayed against her cervix sending her over the edge again.
I grunted, my cock pulsing as I unloaded my seed deep inside her. "Fuck, Sarah," I groaned as the last of my orgasm ripped through me. "Shit, I can feel you, Sarah. I can feel every inch of your pussy gripping my cock. I'm filling you up, baby. I'm making you mine."
Sarah's body convulsed around me, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rode out her own orgasm. "Oh fuck, James," she cried out, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I can feel you, too. every inch... every last drop! oh shit, what have I done?!?
A sudden realization hit Sarah like a bucket of cold water. She pushed me away, her eyes wide with shock and fear. "James... what the fuck?! You came inside me! You fucking came inside me!" she screeched, her voice echoing in the small shower stall.
I smirked, not caring about the tears welling up in her eyes. "Yeah, I did," I said, my voice low and satisfied. "I filled you up, Sarah. Just like you wanted."
She slapped me, her hand stinging my cheek.
It only served to turn me on more, the primal heat in her eyes driving me wild. "You fucking bastard!" she screamed, her voice shaking. "This was fucking supposed to be safe!"
I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head. My cock was still hard, still throbbing with the need to claim her. "Safe?" I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "You wanted me to fuck you like an animal, Sarah. You wanted to feel me raw, deep inside you. You got what you asked for. hell you said you wanted to feel every drop. hard to misread that."
Sarah struggled against me, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "you fucking asshole! you knew I was ovulating! I wasn't in my right mind!"
I smirked as I stepped back, "well I'm not in my right mind either but I have good news. that won't be an issue for you for a good long while because you won't be ovulating till next year." I said satisfied.
"what the hell does that mean?" she ask incredulously
"It means your going to be pregnant with my baby, and I couldn't be more pleased."
I said, my voice full of satisfaction.
Sarah's eyes widened in horror as her mind caught up with my words. "Pregnant? How? We used a condom!" she exclaimed, her voice shaking with disbelief.
I chuckled, a dark and sinister sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "Oh, sweetheart, did we?" I said, my eyes gleaming with a malicious delight. "Because from where I'm standing, I could have sworn that it broke." I reached down and pulled the limp, broken condom from my still-hard cock, holding it up for her to see.
"I guess we both missed that, didn't we?"
Sarah's eyes welled up with tears of disbelief and betrayal. She tried to pull away from me, but I held her wrists firmly in place. "Let me go, you sick fuck!" she screamed. "You did this on purpose! You wanted to get me pregnant, didn't you?"
I sighed, a sound of regret and longing mixed together. "I can't deny that, Sarah. I wanted to fill you up, and have seed take root. I wanted to see your belly swell with my child. But... I can't deny that I like you." I let go of her wrists. "Your smart sting willed and driven... And I know I just fucked up any chance I had of dating you." I said with resignation. This fertility trial... I'm not sure if it's giving me everything I want or ruining my life. I used to be so shy but I wasn't a monster."
"James...I can tell your sincere but I'm a bit too pissed off to care. Listen, give me your number and MAYBE I'll call you when I calm down...I don't trust you but i down want to do this alone, so... MAYBE. But first, get your ass to that fertility clinic and get so help.
We need to make sure you don't turn into some kind of out of control sex-crazed maniac, and the best way to do that is to get more information about what the medication is doing to you and how to fix it. "Sarah said, her voice shaking with anger and fear.
"I'll go right after you check to see if the coast is clear." I said with pleading eyes.
"really? Now your bashful? You wake through here big cock just swing in the breeze 15 minutes ago" Sarah snapped sarcastically.
"I guess post nut clarity is a big thing on these meds."
I said with a hint of humor, trying to diffuse the tension. "Look, I promise I'll go right now. But Sarah, you need to be careful too. This is a big deal, and we need to figure out what's going on together. Can I at least walk you back to your dorm? I don't want you walking alone right now."
Sarah looked at me for a moment, her eyes searching mine for any sign of deception. She sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Fine. But if you try anything, I swear to god, I will castrate you."
I held up my hands in surrender. "Scout's honor, Sarah. I won't touch you unless you ask me to." I said with a smirk, hoping to lighten the mood.
Sarah rolled her eyes but didn't argue. But if you make one wrong move, I swear to god, I will make you regret it."
We walked out of the shower room, the air outside seemed crisp and clear compared to the steamy heat inside. Sarah waved me forward and we slipped out only garner a few knowing glances.
She made her way towards her dorm, her walk a little more cautious now. I matched her stride, keeping just a step behind.
"So, what's the deal with that clinic you're going to?" she asked, breaking the awkward silence.
I took a moment to respond, keeping my voice low. "It's a fertility trial. I needed the money, so I signed up. They're testing some new meds; supposed to be some miracle drug that makes the infertile fertile and since I already was fertile... I've been on it for a week now, and basically if I haven't bred in a few hours I start losing control." I said, a slight chuckle in my voice.
"can't you just jack off or something?" Sarah asked, her voice laced with a mix of disbelief and concern.
I shook my head, a wry smile playing at the corners of my mouth. "Believe me, I've tried. It doesn't help. The medication has other ideas. It wants me to... breed." I shrugged, trying to make light of the situation, but the reality of it all still weighed heavily on me.
Sarah fell silent for a moment, her brows furrowed as she processed what I'd told her. "So, you're saying that this medication is making you... what? like you try to resist but can't? What kind of sick experiment is this?" Sarah's voice was a mix of horror and disgust as the implications of what I'd just told her hit home.
I nodded grimly, my hands shoved deep into my pockets. "Yeah, pretty much. And it's not just the involuntary part that's fucked up. The side effects... they're intense. I'm stronger, faster, hornier than ever before. I can't... I can't control it, Sarah. It's like I'm possessed or something, and the smell... I can smell if girls are fertile and if I do... game over."
Sarah stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes wide with a newfound fear.
"What do you mean, 'game over'?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What does that even mean?"
I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "It means that once I catch a whiff of a fertile woman, it's like a switch is flipped. I can't think straight, I can't control myself. I have to, no matter what, breed with her. It's like a primal instinct that takes over every part of me." I admitted, my voice heavy with the weight of the truth.
"Shit your not joking. I better get some plan B in me ASAP."
"To late...I can smell fertility and your already pregnant.
Its why I could smell you on the volleyball court, why I was drawn to you. and the medication amplifies it all." I said, my voice low and serious.
Sarah's face paled, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. "You mean... I'm already...?" she whispered, her eyes filling with tears.
I nodded solemnly. "I'm sorry, Sarah. I never wanted to hurt you. But the medication... it's like a drug. It makes me crave it, makes me need it. And when I catch your scent... I can't resist."
"Jamie, you've been sweet after the fact but...you've ruined my life you son of a bitch... I'll lose my scholarship...I can't afford college on what I make... it's over..."
Sarah whispered, her voice shaking with disbelief and fear. She turned and walked away from me, her steps quick and determined. I wanted to reach out, to grab her arm, to make her listen to me, but I knew that would only make things worse.
"James, I want to be able to trust you. we're going to have a baby but, I swear to god if you do this to another girl I will never forgive you. go to the clinic... I need to call my mom. I'll call you when the dust settles. no promised but if you've gotten help... maybe we can try. until then, I need to go.
Instead, I watched her go, my heart heavy with regret. I had never wanted to hurt her, never wanted to ruin her life. But the medication... it had taken control, turned me into something I barely recognized.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I needed to get to the clinic, to figure out what was happening to me. I couldn't let this keep happening, and I had to hurry... the ache was coming back.