Felicity, a lesbian, explains to her roommate John that she is failing and that she has to become pregnant to avoid being expelled. She wants to negotiate terms for John’s help. She tries to subtly influence him by undressing herself and makes generous initial offers of sexual favors but he remains undecided. Felicity makes ever bolder offers, while also striping completely naked and exposing herself to manipulate him. As Felicity sensually shows off her hymen John finally agrees.

Chapter 1: Introduction

I was sitting in our shared dorm room, hunched over the computer, when a firm knock made me pause.

“Come in,” I muttered, running my hands through my short, brown hair, leaving it even messier than before.

Hearing the creaking of the doorknob, I swiveled my chair to see Felicity in the doorway. She was a tall, slender young woman with short blond hair that matched her pale complexion, like an albino vixen. The determination in her blue eyes was evident; she seemed tense and concerned. The scent of her overpowering vanilla perfume filled the small space as she took a tentative step closer and closed the door behind her.

“Hey, John,” she greeted me nervously, playing with the hem of her tight, white tube top, stretching it over her small but perky breasts. Her fingers trembled slightly as she adjusted the thin fabric, and I could see the outline of her erect nipples poking through.

“I’ve got a big problem, John,” she said, her voice low and sultry. She bit her bottom lip, and my eyes followed the motion. “I’m failing all my classes, and if I don’t get my grades up, I’m going to get expelled. But there’s a way out of this mess."

I nodded in acknowledgment, taking in her appearance. Her tight, blue mini-skirt hugged her hips and barely covered her round, firm ass. She was definitely dressed to distract, and I had to admit, it was working.

"And what way is that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I leaned back in my chair, trying to act as nonchalant as possible.

Felicity stood confidently, her eyes searching mine for any hint of reluctance. She knew she had me on the hook and was ready to reel me in. "There's a loophole in the school's policy," she began, her voice a silky purr. "If I can prove that I'm with child, they'll give me a second chance."

I stared at her, dumbfounded. "You want me to help you get pregnant?" I asked, unable to keep the incredulity out of my voice.

She gave a small nod, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she looked up at me timidly. "It's the only way. The university won't expel a pregnant student; they'll just put her on academic leave until the baby's birth. And they won't be checking to make sure that the father is a real person or anything. I just need someone to knock me up and not tell a soul.

I’ve been ovulating for the past two days, so the timing couldn’t be more perfect.”

A heavy silence hung between us as I thought about the weight of her words. I felt the tension build in the room, my heartbeat pounding in my chest. My gaze traveled down from her pleading eyes to her supple breasts, then lower to the junction between her thighs, where the outline of her wetness was already starting to stain her skirt.

I swallowed hard, an image of her on her hands and knees, her round ass bared as I took her from behind, filling my mind.

I couldn't deny the surge of arousal I felt at the thought, but the idea of impregnating her was too much.

"I'm willing to do anything, anything you want. I'll pay you, I'll give you whatever you want."