Spare Parts: Chapter Four

Polly encounters an ex boyfriend. Jonathan soon learns that payback can be a bitch, especially when the payback turns you INTO a real bitch! Eight hours exposure to the mysterious computer adapter has a rather all encompassing effect on the once proud man! Is he strong enough to handle becoming a woman?

Spare Parts

Chapter Four

By Honey Moon

I let out a sigh. It had been a busy night. The only drawback

of a marathon early morning dick growing baby makin’ sex session

was I had missed out on hitting the flea market on a beautiful

sunny Sunday morning. I put a hand on my stomach and smiled. It

had been well worth it! I was just glad I had long ago decided my

shop would be closed on Sundays.

Sitting up, I grabbed my glasses from the nightstand and

looked at the clock. “Holy Crap, it’s almost noon!” That brought a

smile to my lips. My two loves had taken me seriously when I had

said me getting my sleep was my most important rule. They had

scrammed, leaving me peacefully alone in my tiny apartment. I

looked around. It was tiny, no doubt about that. Now that Mandy

Kat and I were pregnant, it was time to face facts. “Shit! I need to

buy a house, right when the market went down the toilet!” I wasn’t

too worried though. I was certain that the poor economy meant

more people would want to buy used computers, and have their old

systems repaired. Money would not be a problem!

I lazily got dressed. Baggy sweatshirt over custom made

sports bra and loose fitting jeans was as usual my outfit of choice.

Even with this protective camouflage, I had little hope of keeping

guys from drooling over my overly large mammary glands.

Thankfully, at five foot ten, I was a big enough girl to carry such a

ridiculous rack. “Fuck! That’s something I never thought about!” I

hefted my assets with both hands. “How big are these puppies

gonna get when they’re full of milk?” Oh well, I may as well face

facts. My 44DD’s might be drifting into “E” cup territory before

things were through. I couldn’t help grinning. I would look

ridiculous, but having Mandy’s baby was worth such an unusual

price.

I went down into the shop and found a note left by my

darlings. Mandy had take Kat to meet her mother. This was a sore

point between me and my fiancée. Mandy had promised to get me

into her mother’s panties as a wedding gift. I wanted to knock that

gorgeous Milf up before we officially wed. What could I do?

Mandy had no idea, but if she didn’t come through on this, I was

still going to marry her. How could I not wed the mother of my

child?

Turning towards the door, I nearly jumped out of my crocs!

There was a familiar face grinning in at me. “Jonathan, I told you

not to show your face around here again!” Jonathan Swiffer had

six months ago sprung his secret impregnation fetish on m