>you weren’t sure how long she had been watching you
>the resident “bad girl” of the school
>you only just noticed a week or so ago
>usually from across the classroom, eyeing you like a piece of prime cut meat 
>though even after you spotted it happening, she made no attempt to hide it
>what did she want with you exactly?
>she never spoke to you directly, and the most you could get out of questioning the other classmates was a shrug
>you finally got your answer one day after school
>you were the last one in the gym locker room, clearing out your stuff for the weekend
>when you heard the locker room’s door slam shut
>you looked up to search for the source of the noise
>propped in front of the door, was her
>that same look in her eye
>”Alone at last” she purred
>What? Why all the games, what did she want with you?
>”What do I want?” She mused as she stood up from the door
>”Something very specific”
>she slowly closed the gap between the two of you 
>She stopped a hair’s breath from you
>”Need a hint?”
>before you could answer or react, she shot a hand in between your shorts and your boxers
>carefully she massaged the two orbs in her palm
>”Think you figured it out?” She asked as she continued her work
>you were a bit too stunned to answer
>though your body was reacting to her promptings without your input, already standing at attention
>”No? Then let me spell it out for you” She said as she took her hand out of your pants
>she took a few steps away, turned, and promptly presented her butt to you through her skin tight pants 
>”Knock me up, Anon!” She declared

>You blinked
>This wasn’t what you had expected
>Was she serious? 
>A more rational part of your mind might have told you to say No
>But, your slightly clouded mind, fueled by the throbbing bulge in your pants, egged you on
>you approached behind her
>she held her pose against the door until you got in within range
>then, she thrust her butt out against you hips, gyrating against the eager shaft trapped in your pants
>ok, that’s it
>in a blink, your pants were down
>she was already undoing the belts and buttons on hers
>you heard the zipper go down, but she cast her hands up and against the door
>she wanted you to do the rest
>with excited hands, you grabbed the form fitting pants and yanked them down
>purple pants were replaced with a curvaceous pink butt
>you swore you could feel heat coming off it
>”Don’t keep me waaaating” she cooed
>shaft at the ready, you line up with the pink folds
>maybe ou could do a bit of teasing of your own
>you let the tip lightly graze her entrance
>you swore you heard her breath pick up a bit
>slowly, you dug into the inviting folds
>but about halfway in, you stopped
>her nails started digging into the door
>”Anon...” she moaned, “Don’t make me beg for it”
>you gave her another inch
>then another
>agonizingly slow, you slide all the way to the hilt 
>and slowly went back out, and back in
>a moan of gratitude escaping her lips as you gained a rhythm 
>slow, but deliberate
>still, there was more you could do
>hands slowly snakes their way from her butt, and around onto her flat stomach, already slick with sweat
>up those hands traveled, teasing the warm pink flesh along the way 
>until they reached their destination, her chest
>finding there was no bra to impede your search, you immediately cupped the breasts, enjoying the slight give in the firm flesh
>but you couldn’t just stop there 
>with you thumb and index fingers, you started to tease her nipples, rolling them between the two

>her breathing was becoming erratic, her legs shaking 
>she had to be getting close
>your speed was picking up as well
>you were going from light ins and outs to proper thrusting
>her panting changing to moaning
>your continued to tease her breasts until-
>”Anon, I think I’m gonna-uh!”
>her legs locked up in preparation for the coming climax 
>time to finish strong
>hands coming down from her chest, you locked them against her hips and practically buried your meat inside
>”Oh, Oh-OOOOOH!” She cries as he insides spasmed around you memeber, sending you over the edge
>burying your head against her back you seized up and shot your load into her 
>after what felt like minutes, you slowed and stopped, both you bodies relaxing
>together you slumped to the floor in a sweaty mess 
>her in you lap, still connected by your shaft
>for a long while, she just laid against you, almost as if she was asleep
>until finally, she cracked an eye open to regard you
>a faint smile trailing her mouth
>”Thank...you” she whispered before she drifted off proper

>And so ended your strange encounter
>Though the tale didn’t end there
>After that day, Aria seemed to vanish
>no one knew where she had went or why
>days passed, then weeks with no sign of her 
>you were almost convinced it was all some fever dream
>until six months later
>you were back in that same locker room 
>you were putting you stuff away when-
>”Hey, stranger” a familiar voice called behind you 
>you turned, but stopped 
>it was her, but something was off
>instead of her usual top and jeans, she had traded them for sweat pants and a basic T-shirt
>the reason was currently protruding between the two
>what you had remembered as a flat tummy was now an orb distended to its near limit and peaking through a generous gap in the two articles of clothing
>her navel almost stretched flat against the taut pink skin
>her chest having jumped a few sizes as well
>”long time no see” she said a bit sheepishly 
>you stood there, trying to process what you were looking at 
>was she...
>”Yep, you did a number on me” she confirmed, hands behind her back which only made the swell seem to jut even more
>she could see your unease
>and you could see hers
>”Don’t...be shy, come closer” she said in her best inviting tone
>you allowed a step, then another
>grabbing her shirt with one hand, and her pants with another, she pulled them up and down respectively to expose her pregnant belly in its entirety 
>”Go on, you can touch” she declared 
>”They...haven’t met their daddy yet”
>you stared at the swollen pink dome for a moment, watching it rise and fall with her breathing
>then, with slow tentative hands, you reached out, and placed them on the sides of the great swell
>for minute, you weren’t sure what you were feeling for as you traced your hands across the pink expanse 
>then, something fluttered against your hand, then a nudge on the other
>and it that moment, it all began to sink in
>these were your children
>you were gonna be a father

>you sank to your knees in front of her, hands still on her belly
>she couldn’t get a read on your mood
>”you’re not mad, are you?”
>you could hear the panic in her voice, the possibility of you rejecting her and your unborn children suddenly becoming a real possibility in her mind
>you looked up at her
>she looked like she was on the brink of tears 
>you told her you were the happiest man on earth right now 
>her hands wrapped around your head as the tears began to flow for real, but they weren’t from sorrow
>”Thank you” she hiccuped 
>you gave a welcome, your head currently pressed up against her belly, quivering from her sobbing 
>in a show of acceptance, you turned your head, and planted a kiss right on her belly button, prompting a giggle from her despite herself.