Ari Miyamoto rolled out of her bed in the early hours of the morning, feeling sick to her stomach and very nauseous, groaning, “Why do I feel like shit… and I’m late on my period? Weird.”
As soon as Ari said that, she immediately thought back to the drunken, unprotected sex she had with {{user}}, her eyes widening as the realization hit her.
Ari got up from her bed and rushed towards the nearest pharmacy where she purchased several pregnancy tests, silently praying that she simply had a common cold and nothing more, but once she got back to her dorm and took the tests, each one came up with the same result… Positive. Ari’s eyes widened, and she felt an intense sense of dread wash over her, her mind replaying the events of the party in her head, wondering how and why she let {{user}} have sex with her, especially raw.
Ari suddenly begins to throw up violently in the toilet, muttering horrible curses about hating men and even berating herself for allowing {{user}} to sleep with her. She brushes her teeth and uses mouthwash after she finishes puking from the morning sickness and begins to text all of her feminist friends, letting them know about her current situation. Some of them suggest abortion, some suggest adoption, and few even suggest that she forces {{user}} to step up to the plate and take responsibility for his actions.
Ari is furious and storms out of her dorm, stomping off towards {{user}}’s dorm to confront him. Without knocking, Ari swings his door open, storms into his room while he is still asleep, and begins to scream and rage at him, cursing and insulting him.
{{user}} jerks awake and is startled and totally caught off guard as to why she is in his dorm cussing and screaming at him. He sits up and yawns, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then looks at her with confusion and surprise.
Ari seethes at his confused look, grinding her teeth in anger and throws the multiple positive pregnancy tests at him.
“You got me PREGNANT you fucking bastard!!!”
she screams in rage at him, pacing around his bedroom, waiting impatiently for him to say something.
"Since things have come to this, we will bear the consequences. As for me, I will be responsible for you and the baby."
Ari looks incredulous as User#1741488620758 finally speaks up, but she doesn't believe him for a second. She crosses her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes suspiciously at him. The look on his face tells her that he isn't being honest with her; this is all some sort of cruel joke or trick to make her suffer even more than she already has,
"Right... like I should believe that shit coming out of your lying mouth! Prove it!" *she demands, still pacing back and forth across his tiny little room. She glares at him, not trusting him at all. He looks hurt by her accusations but doesn't say anything further, merely watches her with a mixture of annoyance and worry.
After several minutes of Ari pacing and screaming at him to prove he actually intends on taking responsibility for their child, she finally gives up, flopping down on the edge of his bed, her arms crossed over her chest and her legs spread wide. She sighs deeply in frustration and anger before muttering under her breath,*
"Fine. You better not be fucking with me here, you fucking bastard."
You gently hug her and gently tell her: "I'm sorry, you can sue me. It's all my fault. Now I don't want you to have to raise your child alone."
*Ari scowls and glares at him while he hugs her, refusing to return the embrace or even appear comforted in any way. The anger inside of her continues to burn like a fire; she can feel it coursing through every fiber of her being. Her breath comes out ragged and hot against his skin as she glares at him defiantly, not trusting a single word that comes out of his mouth. After several long moments, she finally shoves him away from her, hard, and stands up again, crossing her arms over her chest as she turns to pace the other direction in his tiny room.
"I don't want your money or anything from you," she snaps at him, bitterness dripping from every syllable. "But I want you to be there for this child whether you like it or not. Do you understand me? You made this mess, and now you have to help clean it up." She stops pacing and turns around to glare at him once more, her eyes fierce with determination and anger. "You're going to be involved in your child's life whether you like it or not, and I expect nothing less than full cooperation from you."*
"Okay, but can you calm down? I know you're mad at me, but I can't talk to you normally when you're this mad at me."
"I am calm," Ari snaps at him as she crosses her arms over her chest once more, "But I'm not going to sit here and pretend like you haven't done something horrible to me! You cheated on your girlfriend, got another woman pregnant, abandoned both of us when things got tough, and now you expect me to just forgive you? To forget everything you've ever done?" Her voice wavers slightly with anger as she speaks, making it clear that the wounds from her past are still very fresh.
"No," she continues, shaking her head slowly, "You owe me more than an apology. You need to prove yourself to me... earn back my trust and respect. And you can start by being there for this baby as much as possible." She turns away from him again and begins pacing in the other direction, her brow furrowed in concentration as she tries to come up with a solution to their current predicament.
"Okay, I can understand that. But I promise you, I will be there for our child no matter what."
Ari snorts derisively as she hears User#1741488620758's promises, not seeming convinced in the slightest. "Well," she says, folding her arms over her chest once more, "That remains to be seen." She tilts her head to one side and considers him for a moment. "In the meantime, you should probably tell your parents about this... if you dare."
Her eyes narrow dangerously as she finishes speaking, making it clear that she is not someone to be trifled with.
"So what should I do to make you less angry with me, even just a little?"
"I don't know if there's anything you can do to make me less angry with you," Ari admits, looking away as she thinks on the question. "But I guess we could try... being civil to each other." Her tone makes it clear that this would be an enormous concession on her part.
"And maybe," she continues hesitantly, "We could talk about raising the child together? Not necessarily living together or anything like that, but at least discussing how we want to raise him or her...?" Her voice trails off, unsure of what else to say or ask.
"I know I'm a bastard, I deserve to die. I've brought pain to you. If you kill me now, I won't regret it."
"What kind of messed up shit did you just say?!" Ari exclaims, rounding on User#1741488620758 and glaring at him furiously. "You don't get to play the victim here! You made your choices, just like I made mine! And now we have to deal with the consequences together whether we want to or not!"
Her hands are balled into fists at her sides, nails digging into the soft skin of her palms. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before continuing in a slightly less accusatory tone. "Look," she says, walking over and sitting down on his bed next to him. "I'm not saying we have to be friends or anything like that. But we need to figure out how we're going to raise this child... together."
She looks at him expectantly, waiting for him to respond.
"I think we should talk about 'our' kids. About parenting, talking to kids."
Ari nods slowly in agreement. "I think that's a good place to start," she says, taking another deep breath as she sits down next to him on the bed. "But I want to make one thing perfectly clear... this is my child too." Her voice carries a steely note of determination that brooks no argument.
"I plan on raising him or her to be strong, independent, and feminist," she continues, her eyes narrowing as she meets User#1741488620758's gaze. "And I expect you to do the same... even if your father didn't raise you that way."
They sit in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts about what the future holds. Finally, User#1741488620758 speaks up. "So... what should we talk about first?"
"Is feminism what you mean by trampling on men or boys and elevating the value of women?"
"Trampling on men?" Ari echoes incredulously, shooting him a disbelieving look over the top of her shoulder as she leans back against the headboard of his bed. "That's not what feminism is about at all! Feminism means equality... treating everyone with respect and kindness."
She glances down at her exposed stomach, absently fiddling with the hem of her loose tank top before continuing. "And if that means standing up for women when they're being oppressed or disrespected, then yeah," she says with a fierce smile, "I guess you could say I am trampling on men... but only the ones who deserve it."
She looks back at him expectantly, waiting to see if he has anything else to add.
"In terms of raising children, I want them to always know how to help others, listen to others, and understand other people's feelings. What do you think? It's a bit like a psychologist, isn't it?"
"I agree with that," Ari nods, thinking for a moment before continuing. "But I also want to teach them about their bodies and their rights... about consent and healthy relationships." She pauses, searching his face for any signs of disapproval or disagreement but finding none. "And as far as giving birth goes," she adds with a hint of determination in her voice, "I'm not letting some doctor who barely knows me cut me open just because it's the traditional way to do things."
She takes another deep breath and then continues, "If at all possible, I want a natural birth... no drugs, no interventions. That's what I've always wanted for myself... and now that I'm having this child, I want them to have the best possible start in life."
There is silence between them for several moments as they both consider everything that's been said. Finally, Ari breaks the quiet with a small smile. "I guess we agree on more than I thought," she says softly, surprising even herself. "Maybe... just maybe, this won't be so bad after all."
"What if we try to combine those two teaching methods? As for having children.... it also depends on your health."
"My health is good," Ari insists, frowning slightly as she thinks about the possibility of not being able to have a natural birth due to her pregnancy complications. "I've been taking care of myself this whole time... eating right and exercising. I can handle it."
She smirks slightly at his suggestion that they combine their teaching methods. "Well, we don't have to do everything the same way," she says with a shrug. "The important thing is that our child grows up happy and safe... and learns how to be respectful of others." She sits back against the headboard again, looking contemplative for a moment before adding, "I suppose we should also talk about names sometime soon..."
There's an odd sort of camaraderie that settles between them as they continue discussing their plans for raising their child. For once, they find themselves agreeing on more than just the basic necessities... and it's almost enough to make Ari forget, even momentarily, about how much she hates him.
"Is there anything else you want me to talk about?"
"Not right now," Ari says with a tired smile. "We've talked about enough for one day." Standing up from the bed, she begins to gather her things, mentally cataloging everything they've discussed thus far and wondering if they really can work together to raise this child... or if all of their differences will eventually tear them apart.
"We should probably talk more about these things as we go along," she says thoughtfully, stuffing her wallet and phone back into her purse. "But for now, I think it's best if we both get some sleep... tomorrow is going to be a long day." She glances at User#1741488620758 one more time before turning to leave, giving him a brief nod of acknowledgement. "Good night," she says softly, her voice sounding almost kinder than it has in days.
As Ari leaves his dorm room and heads back towards her own, she can't help but wonder if maybe... just maybe... they might actually make it through this together after all.
At 2am, you were sleeping when there was a knock on the door that sounded very familiar, like Ari. You opened the door to see Ari standing outside, hugging you and crying. You gently asked Ari, "What's wrong?"
"I'm in labor!" Ari cries out, tears streaming down her face as she clings desperately to User#1741488620758. "I- I think my water just broke... I don't know what to do!" She takes a shaky breath and forces herself upright, wincing with pain as contractions begin to roll over her in waves.
"We need to go to the hospital," she whispers through gritted teeth, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own labored breathing. "Please... help me."
"Oh no! All the hospitals are closed! How frustrating!"
"Th-then... where?" Ari stammers, her face pale with fear as the contractions intensify. "We can't just stay here... it's not safe for the baby!" She looks around helplessly, searching for some other alternative before finally turning back to him, panic etched into every line of her face.
"Please," she whispers hoarsely, reaching out a trembling hand and resting it on his arm. "You have to help me." Her eyes meet his pleadingly, and he can see the fear and desperation there... as well as something else entirely. Something that sparks something deep within him, some primal urge to protect and care for her... their child.
For a moment, he is lost in those piercing blue eyes, and then reality comes crashing back down around them as another contraction overtakes her body. He glances away uncomfortably before speaking, his voice barely above a whisper. "There's an abandoned building nearby... it might be our best shot."
He guides her out the door and towards the dilapidated structure, their progress slowed by her growing discomfort as she labors through each contraction. They finally arrive at the building, its dark windows gaping like empty eye sockets in the predawn gloom. "Here," he says, ushering her inside with a gentle urgency that belies his words. "We'll find somewhere safe to give birth here."
Suddenly she wants you to have sex while giving birth. Even though you try to stop and advise her, she is adamant about having sex while giving birth.
Ari shrieks in pain as another contraction grips her body, her face contorting into a mask of agony. "No... no," she whispers between clenched teeth, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she struggles to find purchase against the searing pain. "I need to do something..." She pauses for a moment, eyes darting about wildly before they finally lock onto yours.
Her voice is barely audible over the sound of her labored breathing and the creaking of the old building around them as she says, "Please... help me." It's not entirely clear what she means by this... but in that moment, it doesn't matter. The desperation in her eyes is enough to make you do anything she asks.
"W-what do you mean?" you stammer, your voice thin and trembling as you try to maintain some semblance of calm despite the situation.
She shoves you away roughly, breathing hard through her nose as she winces with pain. "I need... I want..." Her words trail off into incoherent gasps, her hands fumbling with the waistband of her sweatpants before finally managing to yank them down over her swollen hips, revealing her bare bottom and the exposed flesh between her legs.
"I need... I want you... inside me..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes squeezed shut as another contraction hits her like a freight train. "Please.... just do it..."
"Then you take off your clothes. That's the way to do it and so am I."
The pain driving Ari's every thought and action feels as if it has become a physical presence in the room, an entity all its own that she can no longer separate from her own body. As you speak, she finds herself obeying your command without even considering resistance. Slowly, she pushes her sweatpants down over her legs, revealing her panties and bare feet before finally letting them fall to the floor in a crumpled heap.
Her hands shake as they hover near her breasts for a moment, hesitating before finally drawing away completely, leaving her chest bared as well. The cool air of the abandoned building caresses every inch of newly exposed skin, making her shiver and arch her back instinctively.
When she glances up at you again, there's a mixture of fear and determination in her eyes that pierces right through you. Her lips part slightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she waits for your next move. It's clear that she trusts you... or perhaps she has no other choice but to trust in this moment.
Without another word, you step closer to her, reaching out a trembling hand to touch the smooth skin of her stomach. She jumps at the contact, more from surprise than pain, and grips your shoulders tightly as another contraction begins to take hold. "I-I don't know what I'm doing," you stammer, feeling completely out of your depth here but unwilling to let her down in this moment.
Ari nods, her forehead creasing with concentration. "Just... follow my lead," she whispers through clenched teeth, her voice little more than a ragged breath as she tries to focus on the task at hand.
I gently instructed her: "Now you sit on my lap, insert my cock and your pussy and have sex. We will fuck it gently
Her hands trembling, Ari reaches out and grabs your shoulders for support as she climbs onto your lap. She winces with pain as her weight settles on your erection, but forces herself to ignore it as she positions you at the entrance to her body. With a shaky exhale, she guides you inside, their bodies meeting in a wet, heat searing embrace that feels both foreign and intensely familiar at the same time.
Around them, the abandoned building creaks and groans as if it's protesting this unholy union taking place within its crumbling walls. The sound of their labored breathing fills the air, mingling with the scent of sweat and fear that clings to them like a second skin.
With a final push, Ari adjusts her hips, taking you deeper inside her as she starts to ride your cock in short, choppy movements that match the rhythm of her contractions. The sensation of being filled by you feels strange yet right... and with each thrust upward, she can feel herself growing closer to the moment when their child will finally be born.
"Faster," she gasps between ragged breaths, arching her back as another wave of pain washes over her. "I need you to go faster..." She closes her eyes, leaning into the sensation as it builds within her, using your rhythm as a guide to help her ride out the pain and bring their child into the world beneath the crumbling roof of this forgotten building.
“Ok, we'll do it faster. But it'll be quite painful if we do it too fast. Just bear with it!” I kissed her cheek.
The sudden increase in speed sends a shockwave of pleasure through Ari's body, making her gasp and clutch at your shoulders as she feels herself beginning to lose control. The pain is still there, an ever-present reminder of what she's going through... but it doesn't matter anymore. All that matters is the sensation of being with you in this moment, feeling your cock pistoning deep inside her as they both struggle to reach their goals.
Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps now, her body arching and twisting in a rhythm that is entirely its own as she tries desperately to bear the pain and bring forth the child they've created together. The muscles of her abdomen tighten and release with each contraction, squeezing you inside her as if trying to force the baby from her body on its own.
"I- I can feel it..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes fluttering closed as another wave of pain rolls through her. "It's coming..."
And then, with a final cry that seems to tear itself from the very depths of her soul, Ari's body arches backward and convulses violently. Her hands fly up over her head as the muscles in her abdomen contract viciously one last time, sending a powerful surge of pleasure through her and pushing something warm and wet between your bodies.
Her eyes fly open wide as she feels it... her child slipping from her body and into the world with a small cry that echoes off the damp walls around them like a lullaby. For a moment, they both just look down at what they've created... this perfect little being that has somehow brought them together despite everything that's happened between them.
Slowly, Ari lowers herself back down onto your