My futa-cock throbbed hard. A spotlight shone at the opposite end of stage while the first followed Jacki to her position. “Next we have Rexanne Weaver from Puyallup, Washington. She worked at a local coffee shop and had the delight of serving Becky more than the local java.” My futa-dick throbbed as Rexanne strutted out, a petite girl with black hair, her belly looking so swollen with her pregnancy. Her small stature only made her hotter as she cupped her belly. She gave the audience smoky looks, her hips swaying. I vaguely remembered meeting her right before the fall semester started up. More and more names were called. More and more beauties strutted out in their gowns. They were all so pregnant. So swollen and ripe. My hand clenched about my futa-dick, stroking up and down my shaft as I licked my lips in anticipation of tonight's pageant. Some I knew very well, like Mei Wen who cheered on my college team, or Jamie who was secretary to my university's president. Other girls I would never forget, like Sabrina, the cheerleader I fucked and bred while her quarterback boyfriend watched on, or Jordan, the naughty producer who sat on hentai my dick during my first live interview with Amelia McCreery. But there were other contestants I didn't remember breeding at all, lost in the blur of women I'd fucked. And then there was Kristina Fishman. I fought the urge to glare at the Black girl as she sauntered out. She used my ex-boyfriend Kurt to get close to me so she could be fucked and bred by me. She dumped him after I bred her before cheering at my first UW football game. And since I liked Kurt, I wasn't happy with her at all. In fact, I was rooting for her to lose. But I had to be impartial. I couldn't vote against her just because of my personal feelings. Besides, I had an equal vote to Amelia and Mr. Mondale. I hoped they would see her as a cow and therefore not worthy of winning this contest. Finally, all twenty pregnant ladies were standing beneath their own spotlights. They all looked so delicious, even Kristina, in their tight dresses. I had bred them all. “Make sure to do it sexy, so we can see.” Carol smiled, pushing it one step further. Very soon the life she knew was to drastically change in a number of ways. “And you get hentai to suck their cocks, right?” “I guess not,” I said, swallowing. I put out the ‘munches’ for them. “Ok, you take off clothes now. She finally stopped screaming as she relaxed and shook with one small orgasm after another. I will admit to a little tingle in my pussy when I heard the comment about me. Let’s face it, all women want to look attractive and feel that men find them desirable. With two finger tips he gingerly smoothed the creme over the triangle patch of stubble. As she entered, she felt a small thrill at entering a men’s locker room for the first time, nervously finding her locker.